Monthly Archives: December 2020

Every Day I Promise Myself

This is the first time I’ve written a blogpost since the first Covid lockdown in March. It’s good to be back. I must get back into it as a regular event.

This is a quick one to announce the launch of my debut pamphlet from 4Word Press, which was officially released today. The pamphlet title is Every Day I Promise Myself and the launch party is on December 16th via Zoom. Booking is through Eventbrite, tickets are free. Details are here if you’d like to check it out:

I’ll be reading from the pamphlet, Hilary Robinson will also be reading, we’re hoping to have a folk singer and there will be an open mic session, so if you fancy reading a poem, let me know.

We’re planning a great party. As it’s so close to Christmas I’m having a festive theme with Christmas jumpers, hats, decs, mince pies, mulled wine, crackers. I’m just sorry I can’t share them with you, but feel free to bring your own.

Every Day I Promise Myself comes from one of the poems in the pamphlet, ‘Rhona the Rat Girl’. Here it is for a taster:

Alternative Mother #10
Rhona the Ratgirl 

and is your entire world
this pen in this tent
this animal skin
this thigh bone
these rats?
So where do I fit in?

You recline on a bale of straw
draped in that mangy leopard skin
in a distant approximation to sexy,
while the public comes in to oggle.

You stir the somnambulant rats
with a Brontosaurus thigh bone—
like everything about you, it’s fake.

Of course the rats are too
out of it on benzodiazepines 
to move around much. 

When that kid tittered at your tits
all you said was You’re supposed to be 
looking at me rats.
Well, what did you expect—an Oscar?

The ambition it must have taken for you
to become the Rat girl, Rhona.

Every day I promise myself.

Let me know if you’d like a copy of the pamphlet, £7.00 including postage and packing. You can pay by PayPal to grandavies@btopenworld.com, then email me your postal address; or leave it in the ‘notes’ on PayPal.