A review by micaelabrody
I Just Hope It's Lethal: Poems of Sadness, Madness, and Joy by Deena November, Liz Rosenberg

5.0

apparently when i was first setting up my goodreads and inputting all the books i could think of, i forgot this one - egregious, considering it is not only the most formative poetry collection, but one of the most formative books in general i've ever, ever read.

my copy is old, beaten up, still has the library sticker and "discarded" stamp from when i picked it up in sophomore year of high school in the midst of my first-ever major depressive episode, before i even knew what was going on or what to call it, and over five years before i found out i was bipolar. this was the book that introduced my to two of my favorite poems of all time: the love song of j. alfred prufrock (eliot) and poems of delight (rosenberg). it was the book that introduced me to margaret atwood for the first time!!!

the pages are yellowed and the highlighter (my god, back when i used to highlight books!) faded so much i can barely see it, because i go back to reread it at least twice a year. even if it one day starts to truly fall apart and i have to get a new one, i will never ever toss this copy, which has been one of my best friends for nearly 15 years.

standouts:
love song of j alfred prufrock
poems of delight
a sad child
i like my anger my grouchy furious love
a larger loneliness
clean that god damned room already
always secondary
brotherhood
having it out with melancholy
there is a light seed grain inside
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