I HAVE A NEW BOOK OF POEMS IT'S CALLED STORY SONG

Each collaged poem in Story Song is made of words taken from one article from National Geographic. In this way, I see them as being stories re-told. It's in luminous blue and purple inks and printed by the amazing Jesjit!!! please contact me at annamayhenry@gmail.com if you'd like to arrange a purchase.

ANNA MAY HENRY: AMATEUR FLORIST

Some photos of my bouquet delivery service for The Last Bouquet.

THE LAST BOUQUET

This Sunday, the 27th of November, I will be delivering gleaned bouquets of the final green and flowers of the season, and of the evergreens. I will deliver as long as I can bike and it's not too far. Please place your orders at annamayhenry@gmail.com. Suggested donation of pocket change for my change jar.

I think this will bring an surprising feeling of well being into your home or office.

AS LONG AS I CAN SING I CAN FIND MY WAY HOME

A poem for my spider.

THIS COOKIE EATING VERY EMOTIONALLY DRAINING

RAINBOW DANCE

A sunny afternoon at home.

EVERYDAY

Everyday I bike down a street to get home where there's an invisible pothole, camouflaged by a big white stripe of paint. It's a real eye-fuck. I'm hip to this trick nowadays, so I swerve around it and avoid that sense of alarm as my tire falls into the depths. Yesterday evening on my way home it was still there. Last night when I biked home it was smoothed over by fresh tar. I thought that the only way this could be possible is a renegade ashphaultist, do-gooding citizen filled in the danger-hole at midnight. Life has a funny way of surprising you and pretending to be magic.