Four and a Half

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

It’s a Family Matter

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