now on to BNN’s literary desk…

i am set to be published again!

i wonder if everybody gets this giddy when they get the news. actually, i’ve known about this for months but until its on the internet… it aint true! ;-)

love ya like Times New Roman on 20 lb paper

I Just Hope It’s Lethal: Poems of Sadness, Madness, and Joy
Edited by: Liz Rosenberg & Deena November

ISBN: 0618564527; $7.99
EAN: 9780618564521
Paperback; 176 pages
Publication Date: 10/24/2005
Age Range: Young Adult (12+)
Grade Range: Grades 7+

The teenage years are a time filled with sadness, madness, joy, and all the messy stuff in between. Sometimes it feels that every day brings a new struggle, a new concern, a new reason to stay in bed with the shades drawn. But between moments of despair and confusion often come times of great clarity and insight, when you might think, like the poet Rumi, “Whoever’s calm and sensible is insane!” It is moments like these that have inspired the touching, honest, and gripping poems found in I Just Hope It’s Lethal: Poems of Sadness, Madness, and Joy. After all, what’s normal anyway?

This collection includes poems by Charles Bukowski, Sylvia Plath, Anne Sexton, T. S. Eliot, Edgar Allen Poe, W. B. Yeats, Dorothy Parker, Jane Kenyon, and many more, including teenage writers and up-and-coming poets.


Sadness Without Reason: Moods
A Sad Child by Margaret Atwood
Infant Sorrow by William Blake
I Hate My Moaning by Gerald Stern
Untitled poem: “I like my anger” by Ikkyü
The Stranger by Charles Baudelaire
A Place for Everything by Louis Jenkins
A Larger Loneliness by Eli Bosnick
The Eyes of My Regret by Angelina Weld Grimké
Let No Charitable Hope by Elinor Wylie
A White City by Michael Burkard
“Do you think I know what I’m doing . . .?” by Rumi
To Solitude by John Keats
Reality’s Dark Dream by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
End of Winter by Liz Rosenberg
Not Waving but Drowning by Stevie Smith

Wild World
Sympathy by Paul Laurence Dunbar
Much Madness is divinest Sense by Emily Dickinson
Father William by Lewis Carroll
London by William Blake
Holding the Holy Card by J. Patrick Lewis
Oda para Leticia by Oscar Bermeo
clean that god damned room already by Deena November
Her Kind by Anne Sexton
Ornate Iron Gates by Das Lanzilloti
From The Black Riders and Other Lines by Stephen Crane
Kitchen by Twain Dooley
In the Boobiehatch by Das Lanzilloti
Autumn Begins in Martins Ferry, Ohio by James Wright
Clearly Through My Tears by Susan Love Fitts
When I was a kid in Nueva York by Alvin Delgado
The world is too much with us by William Wordsworth

Lopsided Love
The Folly of Being Comforted by W. B. Yeats
He Bids His Love Be At Peace by W. B. Yeats
Discord in Childhood by D.H. Lawrence
Anecdote by Dorothy Parker
Autumn Valentine by Dorothy Parker
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T. S. Eliot
From A Midsummer Night’s Dream by William Shakespeare
Wasted by June Jordan
One Art by Elizabeth Bishop
Melba Street by Deena November
Always Secondary by Deena November
When We Two Parted by Lord Byron
How Heavy the Days . . . by Hermann Hesse
Fall On Me by Kate Schmitt
The Taxi by Amy Lowell
“You don’t have ‘bad’ days and ‘good’ days . . .” by Rumi
“When I am with you, we stay up all night . . .” by Rumi

Rapid Tumble
No Moment Past This One by Stephen Dobyns
The Year I Found by Dieter Weslowski
Brotherhood by Yehoshua November
Dream Song 22 “Of 1826” by John Berryman
Skunk Hour by Robert Lowell
Things by Fleur Adcock
The Bells by Edgar Allan Poe
Hysteria by T. S. Eliot
Lady Lazarus by Sylvia Plath
Having It Out with Melancholy by Jane Kenyon
Prelude to the Fall by Kate Schmitt
Fallen by Kate Schmitt
The Waking by Theodore Roethke
Jealousy by Elaine Resitfo
Babble by Cesar Vallejo
I Told Them I Should Be Here by Kate Schmitt
Wanting to Die by Anne Sexton
Mad Song by William Blake
“The first Day’s Night had come” by Emily Dickinson
Lines Written During a Period of Insanity (1774) by William Cowper
National Depression Awareness Week by Mary Ruefle
Anonymous by Susan Love Fitts
“There is a light seed grain inside . . .” by Rumi

Wish You Were Here: The Return
So, We’ll Go No More a Roving by Lord Byron
Poems of Delight by Liz Rosenberg
Raising My Hand by Antler
nobody but you by Charles Bukowski
Window Box by Thomas Scott Fisken
Back by Jane Kenyon
The Journey by Howard Nelson
Jade’s Iguanas Are Dead by Gregory Razran
I Think I’ll Call It Morning by Gil Scott-Heron
Résumé by Dorothy Parker
From Death’s Echo by W. H. Auden
Kindness by Naomi Shihab Nye
The Snow Man by Wallace Stevens
From The Prisoner: A Fragment by Emily Brontë
A Glass of Water by May Sarton
How A Place Becomes Holy by Yehoshua November
Sunflower by Rolf Jacobsen
Late Fragment by Raymond Carver
“For years, copying other people, I tried to know myself . . .” by Rumi
Evil Time by Hermann Hesse

Join the Conversation


  1. I’m speechless son….dude…you got published in the same anthology as Anne Sexton, Rumi, and Samuel Taylor Coleridge! Imagine the name dropping potential!!! I don’t even wanna know what kind of Regie Cabico style ingratiation got you this…LOL. On the real though…I’m proud of you man. Congratulations, I’m sure it’ll be one of many to follow….mcs

Leave a comment

Leave a comment

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.