Quotes by Kristen Henderson

“Who is so fancy, esoterica saves the day?Who is the Yogi, Namaste?”

“Once, I took the penny whistle you gave me and discovered a spotby the roaring falls where I could play as loud as I wanted. I lay in the bifurcated trunkof a low-slung birch tree. The sun peeked t...”

“And no matter what closet we were thrown in, up what river we were sold for an embarrassment, or worse, traded for a bottle of gin--wed carry on in playful stitches, friendstil the endwhich came so...”

“If in poetry court she was calledto testify on matters whereI was condemned to imprisonment: parking my egoat a broken meter, line violations, forced rhyme,dealing stanzaics to children, shootingof...”

“what if there was an uncanny moment when all the birds were grounded from Cape Town to Juneau, and everywhere between--all feathers frozen in a universal stutter, so quick as to make a snail of lig...”

“Theres a pressure at all hours of the day only a poem can assuage.”

“I wonder what became of you, your JohnnyRotten skin, no Emerald City eyes.You'd have been a beauty if you let inferiority steam your glasses with its candor, sans laughter.”

“Up past the old lime kiln built into the side of a hill we take a hard right at a clearing lined by brittle apple trees still willing to bear fruit.I snap sticks beneath my feetand steal pictures o...”

“You think its a game?Unintelligible? Ha!Envision no spoons.This is serious.It is a matter of joyversus emptiness.”

“He utilizesform for a striking lecture;young poets shiverinexperience,but thaw over their own work,fertilize magic.”

“...were not even really hiking,more like meandering in cinematic light.”

“I dream for an absentee and oft maligned devicethe accident-maker, the soul-taker, my camera; its factory guaranteedthird eye, without which I am duly dimand memory denied. No picturesfor my contri...”

“If you knew you were going to lose your memorybut you could choose five things youd never forget, what would they bea certain face, a taste, a scent,a touch; how deepin this, the middle of your life?”

“Times relativity is considered and abandoned, for the more revelatory experiences of starlightin strands, and pearly floors that span as far as absolute compassion...”

“Would it be enough to rock on a stormless sea with each our separate memories tuned to the state of the sinking sun?”

“He may take long walksin the raining darkalmost aimlesslyto a spot of soaked grassin a neighbors open field.Hes decided this is the placefor you and him to meet again.”

“...you hold a poemthat functions half as personalnote and half as telescopeto the heightsawaiting us all.”

“Sure, I watched the workmen come and lower large pieces of rotten sheetrock and lift new clean panels on a pulleyfrom that same window months ago, and I could have written then, but I must have sen...”

“I tell you once and for allin front of the angel pictures on the wall, that I am not a host to load-bearing ghosts or headyentities, and if I was ever holy, I have fallen farinto the dense atmosphe...”

“Think of the Christmas presentof gashes you opened when, in an attempt to be Superman, you slid in stocking feet on a slippery wood floor and crashed half way through a window. Hopes of heroism das...”