The Boy Who Loved the Moon is an exploration of a mother's love. It is a love that transcends what most experience, because the respites from reality are so fleeting. Thérèse Corfiatis's narrative poem, though acting as a chronicle of her son's journey from birth, is in reality a mother's travail. This is a defining journey, where the issues and values that confront a parent with a child who is different shape the person and in doing so measure the dimensions of love. The simplicity of this narrative in verse belies the emotional anguish that underlies the journey. When reading these poems, the heart bleeds a little but is quickly, healed because the author gives you permission to experience her love.
