{"author":"Kristen Henderson","author_id":"Kristen+Henderson","total_quotes":31,"quotes":[{"text":"The outfit, tight in places, and loose in some, says as much in the buttons as it does in cuffs.","author":"Kristen Henderson","tags":["artifice","artless-poem","button","clothes","cuffs","fashion","loose","outfist","perfect-poem","persona","tight"],"id":33010,"author_id":"Kristen+Henderson"},{"text":"I write for pages,get lost in the mezzaninehidden from stages.","author":"Kristen Henderson","tags":["audience","haiku","hidden","lost","my-way","pages","private","shy"],"id":34293,"author_id":"Kristen+Henderson"},{"text":"...We’re not even really hiking,more like meandering in cinematic light.","author":"Kristen Henderson","tags":["cinema","hiking","light","meandering","movies"],"id":34616,"author_id":"Kristen+Henderson"},{"text":"If you knew you were going to lose your memorybut you could choose five things you’d never forget, what would they be—a certain face, a taste, a scent,a touch; how deepin this, the middle of your life?","author":"Kristen Henderson","tags":["alzheimers","dimentia","memory","precious","remember","remembering","time"],"id":35914,"author_id":"Kristen+Henderson"},{"text":"I tell you once and for all—in 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 atmosphere of the living.","author":"Kristen Henderson","tags":["angels","atmosphere","dense","ghost","holy","human","picture","wall"],"id":38318,"author_id":"Kristen+Henderson"},{"text":"There’s a pressure at all hours of the day only a poem can assuage.","author":"Kristen Henderson","tags":["passion","poems","poetry","pressure","relief"],"id":46959,"author_id":"Kristen+Henderson"},{"text":"Such is a communityof inviolable immunity, protectedfrom tampering or harpooningmutiny. Every better thinker’s impulse to shrink us (at the shoreline from our lifeblood’s deep pulse) uses disparaging scrutiny to sink us.","author":"Kristen Henderson","tags":["boat","captain-my-captain","community","deep-pulse","mutiny","poet","protected","romantics","schooner","scrutiny","sink-us","title-poem","whitman","whitmanesque"],"id":72149,"author_id":"Kristen+Henderson"},{"text":"He may take long walksin the raining darkalmost aimlesslyto a spot of soaked grassin a neighbor’s open field.He’s decided this is the placefor you and him to meet again.","author":"Kristen Henderson","tags":["bereavement","confusion","dark","death","denial","disorientation","dying","grief","loss","man-cries","raining","sadness"],"id":125826,"author_id":"Kristen+Henderson"},{"text":"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, shootingoff my mouth, getting cute, for even thislatest attempt at verse, she would tell the whole truth,she would admit from the pitof her unsung brilliance,from all of the paintings and poemsshe herself has been makingand storing in the vast empire of her singing soul, your Honor, my daughter is guiltyof plagiarizing my cells.","author":"Kristen Henderson","tags":["cells","daughter","family","guilt","line","meter","mother","stanza"],"id":156517,"author_id":"Kristen+Henderson"},{"text":"Time’s relativity is considered and abandoned, for the more revelatory experiences of starlightin strands, and pearly floors that span as far as absolute compassion...","author":"Kristen Henderson","tags":["compassion","heaven","magic","nde","near-death-experience","pearly","poem","starlight"],"id":158241,"author_id":"Kristen+Henderson"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":31,"pages":4,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}