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Richard Lehnert continues to be surprised by how much time is required to write something good. He lives with his wife and occasionally finishes a poem in Ashland, Oregon.
It is not true that every son / and father come to this / the rough bass of your voice / singing the endless tune
April 2014Arriving late to a party / I had almost not been asked to / and being no longer young / almost had not joined / seated by hosts I barely knew
July 2011Has something we published moved you? Fired you up? Did we miss the mark? We’d love to hear about it.
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