“I am Not a Poet; I am Sad & I Cannot Draw” is Sarah Mann’s first collection of writing to be publicly shared. Witnessing her mind grow & fight with itself through the pieces in this book is a beautifully crafted insight to the melodramatic psyche of a middle class teenager.
favs: I Am So Lonely; It’s My Fault No Seriously, I Really do I Think I Love You Sunscreen Sales Are High Who Are You & What Do You Want My Long Awaited Peace I Want It To Be Enjoyable I Need It To Be Tolerable
i’ve been following Sarah Mann for a while and i was so happy when she published her first book! i immediately went to presale and bought one of the few copies! i love her voice and the way she thinks and conceptualizes self awareness, misogyny, and girl-womanhood. my upmost favorite not-poetry book :)
I discovered Sarah on tiktok a long time back probably at least two years ago and I’ve been obsessed with her writing since then. It made me want/ start to write poems myself. I genuinely think that this is my favorite poetry book I have read. While part of it might be that I heavily relate to it I think the other part is that it is passionate words and genuine feelings that are expressed in the most amazing way. I loved every poem I read. It reminds me of how my life has felt in high school. I hope to write a book someday.
What makes this book so good and almost addicting to read is how raw and real Sarah's writing is. It's like her thoughts are shooting straight from her head onto the page with no polishing up in between (and there is no need for polishing). She's not hiding anything, no matter how ugly, how human, from the reader and I find it really refreshing. I also admire how she abandons conventional grammar rules to maintain the beautiful authenticity of her writing and her thoughts.
I’ve been wanting this book since it first came out and i finally got it and my god it’s so good. It’s beautifully written and deeply relatable. listening to fiona apple as i read was 10/10 too
The pain of independence is my favourite poem of her’s and might just be one of my all-time favourites. Her words are raw and honest and strung together beautifully.
i SWALLOWED this whole. reading sarah’s thoughts as a late teen makes me think about 18-19-20 years old me and how i used to go to extremes in an attempt to find myself/define myself and life was truly a horrible time but now that “im so much older” (21) nothing feels that serious and i feel infinite. i go on and on (dreadful). i go on and on (peace).