Truhlar

Death hasn’t got a rightness at any age but in his early 60s, Richard Truhlar surely wasn’t due.
He published his first book while I was busy being conceived. He was starting presses and writing and performing sound poetry decades before I realized poetry existed outside old books. A musician, artist, chef, gardener, poet, spec fiction writer, and upstanding fellow.
And I look around again at who I enjoy the company and work of, and look for who I’m not paying enough attention to before it’s too late.
Tune in to Literary Landscape, 93.1fm at 6:30pm EST live or online, livestreamed or as an on demand podcast shortly after. I’ll be doing a tribute show to him tonight.

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