Annie Fisher
![The word 'MISSING' in white block capitals superimposed on a photo of the back of a red brick house, two sash windows, overgrown with foliage from the garden.](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/07/Missing-the-Man-Next-Door-by-Annie-Fisher-COVER-320x225.jpg)
Oboes, pine cones, pangolins
Jane Routh reviews Missing the Man Next Door by Annie Fisher (Mariscat, 2024)
![Close up photo of a white sheeps head. We can mostly see the eye.](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/10/Women-in-Comfortable-Shoes-by-Selima-Hill-COVER-320x225.jpg)
Tiny shorts the colour of meringues
Annie Fisher reviews Women in Comfortable Shoes by Selima Hill (Bloodaxe Books, 2023)
![Close up graphic of a green leaf. It is partially transparent on a white background, and the veins running through the leaf are clearly visible.](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/12/THE-BIGGER-PICTURE--320x225.jpg)
Drawing the clean light in and doing good
Annie Fisher reviews The Bigger Picture by D. A. Prince (HappenStance, 2022)
![Looking through an underpass. A house can be discerned through distant mist.](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/09/Relativism-Mary-Ford-Neal-320x225.jpg)
Tangerine seethe beneath coal crackle
Annie Fisher reviews Relativism by Mary Ford Neal (Taproot Press, 2022)
![painting of a verdant hillside with a peacock in the foreground in front of some purple flowers](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/05/Rain-tree-320x225.jpg)
That first bright garden
Annie Fisher reviews Rain Tree by Ruth Sharman (Templar, 2022)
![What the owl said to me](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/05/What-the-owl-said-to-me-320x225.jpg)
What the owl said to me
by Annie Fisher — I blink, therefore I am. / The moon and stars despise your crude chronology. / The skylark’s ecstasy is the sparrowhawk’s breakfast. // If you're scared of the dark, don't sleep in the forest.
![A pastel hued watercolour of two older people in a squashy bed/ A woman on the left and a man on the right. They are wearing pyjamas and appear to be sleeping in a loose embrace](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/04/Pearls-320x225.jpg)
He turns to her, she turns to him
Annie Fisher reviews Pearls: the complete Mr and Mrs Philpott poems by Helena Nelson (HappenStance, 2022)