[Quincy Lehr]

John Foy has some things to say HERE

As Foy notes in the Raintown version, this represented my views at the time (and for the most part now):

For Quincy R. Lehr, his more intimate poems, he has said, are inspired by and addressed to—though often indirectly—particular people. Other poems, mainly those that take an adversarial stance against an audience he imagines to be large, faceless, and hostile, are propelled by the Muse of terror and hatred. He attributes this venom to his underground subcultural background. His poems are closer to Thanatos than Eros. “Artistically,” he says, “I am… obsessed with and offended by death.” Is there anything libidinal in his work? “Sure, but I would say that it's a libido aware of its own decay and eventual demise. I'm not sure I'd slice and dice the physical, cerebral, and spiritual, as they all flow from the same source—a lived life in which there just isn't that much time.” Quincy’s last observation, about time, points to something W.H. Auden said, that Eros is sad (from his elegy, “In Memory of Sigmund Freud”). But why? Eros is sad because he represents what we cannot have. He is in league with “weeping, anarchic Aphrodite.” What we desire is what we want to conquer and possess forever. But, thanks to time, the objects of our desire change, slip away, and die. So do we. Eros, then, is a cup of sadness.