Oh, dreadful is the check ...

Tomorrow, October 24, a selection of poems under the title "I Just Hope It's Lethal: Poems of Sadness, Madness and Joy" it will be published. The book it's edited by Liz Rosenberg and Deena November. According to the the publisher's web :

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.

The book includes a poem by Emily Brontë under the section Wish You Were Here: Poems of The Return. It's a fragment of "The Prisoner (A fragment)" (1845) (that is, a fragment of the fragment). And we quote a fragment of the fragment of the fragment ...

Oh I dreadful is the check--intense the agony--
When the ear begins to hear, and the eye begins to see;
When the pulse begins to throb, the brain to think again;
The soul to feel the flesh, and the flesh to feel the chain.

Categories: Books, Poetry, Emily_Brontë