Annie Freud

Annie Freud

Annie Freud grew up in London and graduated in English and European Literature at the University of Warwick. She has one daughter, May.


Love poems for all occasions

Love poems for all occasions

In need of some romantic verse but no idea where to start? You’ve come to the right place. We’ve collected our favourite poems about love for him, her, friends, parents and the reluctant romantic. We’ve even got poetry to help mend a broken heart. 

Poems and pictures: illustrating a poetry collection

As well as writing some wonderfully moving and funny poems for her 2015 poetry collection, The Remains, Annie Freud has peppered it with beautiful illustrations. Here, she talks about the relationship between the pen and the paintbrush.

Friday poem: 'There are many things I ought to do'

Friday poem: 'There are many things I ought to do'

There's a 'graceful sufficiency' to this poem. At very first glance it seems to be concerned primarily with objects – plants, notebooks, stamps, a window sill – but on second looking, these objects might relate to a way of thinking, of being. The language of the poem seems to luxuriate in itself (take the gorgeous precision of 'velvet pointillism') while also pointing to a particular way of being in the world.

Annie Freud on The Mirabelles

A poet's inspiration can stem from anywhere and at any time. The poet Annie Freud offers insight into the inspiration she found in her mother's letters...

An extract from Little Gods

Caught between the fence and a thick circle of broken trees, Paul shimmered. His white shirt trembled in front of her like a sheet on a wire. He was sweating and sickened; his head was spinning, he was running from a girl, and he thought he might have lost his testicles somewhere up inside his body.