THE EXHIBITION

THE EXHIBITION •

Poetry The Word's Faire . Poetry The Word's Faire .

YES

A.C. Perri lives in the southern hemisphere where she has been writing free-style poetry and pieces of fiction described as 'delightfully unconventional' and 'over-the-top' creative works for many years. She has won awards for her work in local writing competitions having had a few published in Indie magazines. Perri’s most endearing quality is her persistence.

Photographer - Beth Cole

YES…  

Yes, doesn’t give the right to rule;

Nor does it command one inferior to an another—

Yes, is a word construed, can be used 

For good or not, the utterer the sole decider;

What truly is that word to any person?

For not the other, one can presume it, or not; 

A conundrum of sorts that very word, 

Yes, firmly said can scar, uttered without conviction confuses…

Yes, is a state of being; 

Controlled or not,

Yes, in certain terms and circumstances be deemed illogic 

Can completely annihilate the very sense of it;

A soul committed can carry it through 

To the end, truly depends…

Yes, altogether, that word so elusive, 

Used altruistically—

Can benefit, hinder, only sometimes, not at all times

And, when not utilised in good faith can seem 

Cursed 

Yes, to those who interpret it otherwise 

Was meant to originally be used for.

Yes, can get rather complicated…

Leaves one contemplating—

Sometimes means quite the opposite

Then again, simple words can be difficult

To comprehend their meanings, 

Yes, has so many rules, ambiguities galore;

Yes, if only one word had one true purpose

YES, would be that very word. 

A.C. Perri lives in the southern hemisphere where she has been writing free-style poetry and pieces of fiction described as 'delightfully unconventional' and 'over-the-top' creative works for many years. She has won awards for her work in local writing competitions having had a few published in Indie magazines. Perri’s most endearing quality is her persistence.

Find me on Instagram: @a.c.perri

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Poetry The Word's Faire . Poetry The Word's Faire .

Waiting.

A.C. Perri lives in the southern hemisphere where she has been writing free-style poetry and pieces of fiction described as 'delightfully unconventional' and 'over-the-top' creative works for many years. She has won awards for her work in local writing competitions having had a few published in Indie magazines. Perri’s most endearing quality is her persistence.

Photographer - Tobi Brun

Waiting… 

I drift from this world to the next

I would suppose all do—

When nearing the end

Awaiting cessation of all bodily functions.

Those who are near gather about,

I heave and spatter, my lungs on fire;

They congregate, closer they get

As I wander, ever so slowly 

Away from their world of dense matter

And into my new ethereal one. 

The machines about me are beeping

Alerting those close to me 

My departure imminent—

They hold me, anchor me down

I plead with a sigh, my last one…

I am off wandering the splendor

Of my new wondrous existence;

Glad to have left a little of me

Down there with them,  

The ones now weeping, 

Grieving my sudden earthly release…

To hell with them all.

A.C. Perri lives in the southern hemisphere where she has been writing free-style poetry and pieces of fiction described as 'delightfully unconventional' and 'over-the-top' creative works for many years. She has won awards for her work in local writing competitions having had a few published in Indie magazines. Perri’s most endearing quality is her persistence.

Find me on Instagram: @a.c.perri

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Poetry The Word's Faire . Poetry The Word's Faire .

Know-It-All

A.C. Perri lives in the southern hemisphere where she has been writing free-style poetry and pieces of fiction described as 'delightfully unconventional' and 'over-the-top' creative works for many years. She has won awards for her work in local writing competitions having had a few published in Indie magazines. Perri’s most endearing quality is her persistence.

Photographer - Tobi Brun

Know-It-All

So, you think you have worked it all out

life with all its intricacies, the ins-and-outs—

Have you truly thought long and hard upon it? I catch sometimes when you are pretending to sleep

though you might think you have, I truly believe you have yet to—

To grasp the whole concept in one life-time, you must be a genius or perhaps, just frightened

realisation can come at a cost, knowing too much, too young

a burden for most, seems not for you— different… somehow.

Have you an inkling at all? So methodical you are, one who would rather have life bypass him;

inclined to shrug all the goings-on, watching the years shorten

as the knowledge of knowing ages your time; 

I shall call it out, I do not think you have figured it all out,

presumably, maybe… you don’t fool me with your

facial expression of knowing all about life; how could you?

you still rely on me so heavily, so shall take you in hand…

lead you upon the path we take every day,

throw you the ball you love chasing so much,

and, let’s not pretend you, know-it-all.

A.C. Perri lives in the southern hemisphere where she has been writing free-style poetry and pieces of fiction described as 'delightfully unconventional' and 'over-the-top' creative works for many years. She has won awards for her work in local writing competitions having had a few published in Indie magazines. Perri’s most endearing quality is her persistence.

Find me on Instagram: @a.c.perri

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Compos Mentis

A.C. Perri lives in the southern hemisphere where she has been writing free-style poetry and pieces of fiction described as 'delightfully unconventional' and 'over-the-top' creative works for many years. She has won awards for her work in local writing competitions having had a few published in Indie magazines. Perri’s most endearing quality is her persistence.

Photographer - Tobi Brun

Compos Mentis

A thought in mind

can be shared, 

inclined to spread… 

without knowing how, 

why, when…?  

one is able—

telling it 

or thinking… 

two distinctive

mediums—

thinking can be measured,

telling can be heard

one is right of mind

the other left of centre. 

A.C. Perri lives in the southern hemisphere where she has been writing free-style poetry and pieces of fiction described as 'delightfully unconventional' and 'over-the-top' creative works for many years. She has won awards for her work in local writing competitions having had a few published in Indie magazines. Perri’s most endearing quality is her persistence.

Find me on Instagram: @a.c.perri

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Mario Framis Pujo is a cross-pollinated wanderer, what dances in the opaque, the chaotic, the tender, a being with the land... Their research-based practice circles around things like farming as liberation, politics as a crack, cooking as sovereignty, self-expression, vulnerability and consciousness through intimate contact with nature and the creation of open communal spaces for deep listening of bodily sensations. He dedicates their days to tending the land, as a farmer and as a facilitator to share his experience with multi-species groups who want to cultivate inner peace, learn from the natural world, inspire themselves in the day to day, hence being able to focus our perspective, in aspects related to work, food and social ecologies, through artistic harmony.

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more on containers 

where are you from? 

where are you really from? don't be a hypocrite; 

from the bacteria that form me, from the universe, 

the ocean, 

the matter, 

the non-matter, 

we don't know, 

from my mother 

& my mother's mother, 

from nothingness, 

from everywhere, 

from chance, 

from the soul... 

it's always been the story that made the difference

& it was never meant to be my story, it's supposed to be our story. 

what is so interesting anyways 

about the ascent of man 

and their bloody violence? 

can we rather tell 

Ursula's story 

of the woman who harvested the wild oats, the story of life, 

the story of humanity. 

what is the story I wanna tell? 

the story of pores opening up, 

of jars full of pickles, 

the story with no linearity, 

the story of tending the land. 

but is this also a story 

where I'm just a slightly more discreet version of the great hero i such loathe?

Mario Framis Pujol is a cross-pollinated wanderer, who dances in the opaque, the chaotic, the tender, a being with the land... Their research-based practice circles around farming as liberation, politics as a crack, cooking as sovereignty, self-expression, vulnerability, and consciousness through intimate contact with nature, and creating open communal spaces for deep listening of bodily sensations. He dedicates their days to tending the land, as a farmer and as a facilitator to share his experience with multispecies groups who want to cultivate inner peace, learn from the natural world, and inspire themselves in the day-to-day, hence being able to focus our perspective, in aspects related to work, food, and social ecologies, through artistic harmony

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