The Half-life of Desire

<p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>It was hard to imagine that Richard Leebrick who leaned in my doorway at The Denali literary magazine forty-three years ago was the author of that voluminous explosive genius manuscript tossed onto my desk the week before. Like Leonard Cohen and Dylan Thomas had a baby who played the saxophone. We happily published those first poems and sketches and it was the beginning of a long and beautiful collaborative friendship. Over the years I have read his poems movie scripts plays and a fairytale for adults (complete with musical CD). All of them are imbued with Richard's unique and mystical romantically spiritual voice. First and foremost dear reader Richard Leebrick is a poet. One whose loves losses joys recoveries transformations and humanity dig in and find their home in your soul. And they don't let go. There's nothing 'half' about The Half-life of Desire. I invite you to fall in. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>-Sarita Baker Brown</span></p>