Poetry – James C. Henderson

ARGUMENTS James C. Henderson Politicians on TV are arguing about the pandemic— who’s responsible for this, who for that, who’s … More →

TRUTH IS James C. Henderson During this time of pandemic I am doing nothing. Truth is, I like doing nothing. … More →

CUTTING MY FATHER’S HAIR James C. Henderson My father sits on a chair in the middle of the kitchen a … More →

ESSENTIAL James C. Henderson I make the bed every morning I do the grocery shopping vacuum the carpets, and wash … More →

THE TINIEST PATIENT James C. Henderson —for Anastasia My granddaughter found a bird doing backflips in the middle of the … More →

SAVANNA OF THE SERENGETI James C. Henderson Within me is a vast savanna where rare, wild animals roam. Imaginary beasts … More →

THE NIGHTGOWN James C. Henderson The birds are singing this morning just as they do every morning waking us each … More →

THE NAP James C. Henderson I fall asleep on the couch—there’s nothing else to do— and when I wake up … More →

GRIEF James C. Henderson — for those we’ve lost These days we sit in our houses and wait to join … More →