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in the sky the clouds are love but the clouds in the mind suddenly want OUT – d. a. levy
in the sky the clouds are love but the clouds in the mind suddenly want OUT – d. a. levy
I read this poem by New England poet John Holmes while riding the N Train. It’s called Four and a Half. The griefs of a little boy are forever. His rages are a death-blow given. In his throat and eyes the loneliness Of a small boy is a weather-driven Ache. Joy in a little boy … More Four and a Half
“Let the ears hearing this and its like be seared, for who has heard or seen the likes of it? … Why did the heavens not darken and the stars not withhold their radiance; why did not the sun and moon turn dark?” Friday, November 19th, 2010 This is the 8th post I’ve written on … More A family of child abductors
A thousand unanswered calls. A family ought to be a source of refuge and safety for a child, as well as for grown-ups. But thousands of abductions of children across international boundaries having taken place over the last decade have made Japan famous. The refuge these parents seek are family courts that predicate decisions regarding … More It’s a Family Matter