Lorraine Henrie Lins is the author of four books of poetry and is a Pennsylvania county Poet Laureate. Currently, she is serving as Director of New and Emerging Poets with Tekpoet. Lins' poems have appeared in numerous publications, as well as several online journals and collections. Born and raised in the suburbs of Central New Jersey, the self-professed Jersey Girl now resides outside of Philadelphia with her family and several dogs where she has learned to pump her own gas.
All The Stars Blown To One Side Of The Sky
I Called It Swimming
Books are available for purchase through better bookstores, Amazon and contacting the author directly.
Lorraine is available for book signing and readings and, depending on availability, for workshops, seminars, and school visits. Please be in touch with requests.
In addition to her own manuscripts and publications, Lorraine offers insightful, positive, thorough and helpful feedback on individual poems, as well as chapbook and full-length manuscripts. Please contact for more information.
Lorraine is also a part of an ensemble group of performing poets called No River Twice.
No River Twice is a multi-vocal, improvisational poetry reading in which audience participation determines the direction of the performance from beginning to end, poem by poem, co-creating a reading that is never the same twice.
Delaying Balance (Finishing Line Press, 2013)
(no, not a mispelling)
acquires top talent | Poetry Critiques
makes connections with mentors & poets
ask for me | Joanne Leava
Mentor | amazing human being
NEA, Guggenheim & Pew Fellowships
author of nine books | professor & activist
most importantly: grandfather of six
new poetry journal | Bucks County
open for submissions! | exceptional
two amazing women | one amazing goal
literary press | run by Karen Kelsay | annually selects poems for Pushcart Prize
Lorraine's current publisher ♥
Poetry, Fiction, & Essays | 25 years
my first poem | Edited by Peter Krok
we used to fish off those rocks
ocean | waves | that jetty
just take a minute | breathe