(Ghost City Press, 2024)

They stayed up late, cataloguing moths. Pūriri: ghost moth.
Emperor, Brown Plume. Things they thought about saying
would not be said, yet — this velvet night, frosted with stars...

Like those mystical moments just before nightfall, Annabel Wilson's micro chapbook dusk & us attends to liminal spaces of longing and loss, transience and transformation. A literary noisette.

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$15 NZD.

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In late 2020, Liz Breslin, Annabel Wilson and Laura Williamson embarked on a “spoke’n’word tour” of the Otago Central Rail Trail. The three poets packed amps, mics and notebooks into trailers and e-biked the length of the Rail Trail to perform in the historic halls along the way. It was a poetry tour like no other: emissions-free, muddy, rowdy, and backdropped by otherworldly landscapes. Festival programming bookings available: Join Annabel, Laura and Liz for live poetry followed by a screening of Rail:lines: The film, a documentary about the tour. Email expressions of interest to wilson.annabel@gmail.com.

( MĀKARO PRESS, 2017 and 2018 )

In Aspiring Daybook, poet Annabel Wilson tells of a year in the life of Elsie Winslow, who has just returned from Europe to Wānaka to take care of her terminally ill brother and finds herself thinking about love in ways she didn’t expect.

Like the mountains that surround her and the lake that greets her every morning with a different face, Elsie’s story is a fractured, sedimentary and reflective thing, exploring the hidden darkness inside the beauty that is everywhere.

Elsie’s story is told in the form of a diary packed with poems, snapshots, conversations and letters. The result is an immersive, genre-bending book that shines with a particular light only found in the deep South.

On your side, twilight bathes paddocks Steinlager-green all the way to those wedding cake Hawkduns, the white crown in the distance. The human need to see shapes in things: a rock that looks like a wing. We carry on, not speaking. We carry on not speaking. You know I want to ask you something.

Available at all good bookstores and libraries in NZ, and by order from the author.

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The prequel to No Science To Goodbye, Annabel Wilson’s newly developing play explores rites of passage on the myth-laden island of Ibiza. First workshopped and performed as part of the 2018 Rangitahi season at Auckland’s Te Pou theatre.

Elsie is a tempestuous young expat who returns to Wanaka from Berlin to look after her terminally ill brother, Sam. She runs into her former lover Frank who is now a glaciologist – a coolly logical and rational scientist. The ensuing complications push them to the torn edges of love, loss, risk.

The Southern Alps are as rugged and complex and as painfully beautiful as the relationships that form and melt under their gaze.

No Science To Goodbye premiered at the Southern Lakes’ Festival of Colour (2017), and has been performed at BATS in Wellington (2017) and Te Pou theatre, Auckland (2018). It was also recorded for RNZ as part of their Live On Stage Now initiative.

Collaboration with graphic designer Kirsty Taylor: a hand-bound book of poetry and photography.