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Poetry by Gary Lehmann 

Gary is a teacher of writing and poetry at the Rochester Institute of Technology, director of the Athenaeum Poetry group, and author of Poetic Visions and Public Lives and Private Secrets, as well as co-author/editor of The Span I Will Cross.  

He lives in Penfield, New York.




© 2005 Gary Lehmann



Also Sprach Fred




On January 3, 1889, Friedrich Nietzsche, author of the idea of the Ubermensch,

ran out into a Turin street to embrace an Italian draft horse that was being beaten. 

He wept bitter tears for the fate of the poor animal, then fainted, leaving his mind behind.

Months later, without ever recovering, he died.  It seemed a strange death for a Superman.  


According to his many books, Nietzsche's Ubermensch is a paragon among humans

who exerts immense worldly authority simply by asserting the power of his free will.

With this act alone, he is capable of conquering the world and ruling the planet.

It is said that Nazi planners used his idea to manufacture a map for world domination.




On January 3, 1989, my brother-in-law posed as Fred Nietzsche on a trans-Atlantic flight.

He explained to a pretty American girl, "I'm just a mixed up philosopher who needs love."

When she took him home to meet her parents, he explained, "I'm a poor orphan in this world."

For two weeks, they fed and loved him to excess.  He was philosophically satisfied.


Then he called his mother to come pick him up, but he stressed the necessity of remaining

an orphan.  "There's no need to disillusion these nice people now," he explained.   

His mother had to wait a long time for him at the bus station. "Are you all right, my darling?"

Fresh from a fortnight in the Hamptons , he responded, "I'm fine, mom. I feel like a Superman."








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