Friday, September 19, 2014

Francesco




St. Francis' brotherhood included all of God's creation. Much has been written about Francis' love of nature but his relationship was deeper than that. We call someone a lover of nature if they spend their free time in the woods or admire its beauty. Francis really felt that nature, all God's creations, were part of his brotherhood. The sparrow was as much his brother as the pope. 
 In one famous story, Francis preached to hundreds of birds about being thankful to God for their wonderful clothes, for their independence, and for God's care. The story tells us the birds stood still as he walked among him, only flying off when he said they could leave. 
 He believed that nature itself was the mirror of God. He called all creatures his “brothers” and “sisters,”. In his “Canticle of the Creatures” (“Praises of Creatures” or “Canticle of the Sun”), he mentioned the “Brother Sun” and “Sister Moon,” the wind and water, and “Sister Death.” He referred to his chronic illnesses as his “sisters." His deep sense of brotherhood under God embraced others, and he declared that “he considered himself no friend of Christ if he did not cherish those for whom Christ died.”
 Francis' visit to Egypt and attempted rapprochement with the Muslim world had far-reaching consequences, long past his own death, since after the fall of the Crusader Kingdom, it would be the Franciscans, of all Catholics, who would be allowed to stay on in the Holy Land and be recognized as "Custodians of the Holy Land" on behalf of the Catholic Church.





Saturday, May 11, 2013

Children and Poetry

Children and Poetry
I am constantly asked about poetry for children. What is there besides Shel Silverstein? My child loves to write poems, but where can he or she learn more about it? I am not a librarian, but I am more than happy to share a little of what I know is out there.
Let me begin by stating that children understand the essential elements of poetry much more than we realize. Babies learn to speak by repeating sounds, and they love to hear rhyme. Most children’s first words are repeated over and over again, they love listening to repetitive sounds. It also seems to delight their listening parents. Children quite literally play with sound.  Even the most accomplished poets are doing the same thing in a more sophisticated way.
Have you ever taken a toddler by the hand and tried to walk a few blocks?  They notice everything – the sound of every passing car or insect, the smell of Jessamine blooming on the neighbor’s fence, a coin shining on the sidewalk. Children’s senses inform them as the move through the world. This is exactly how poets experience the world too; which is why, when you read a poem, you can picture the images described or repeat a line over and over in your head, just to hear the sheer beauty of the sounds that the words make.  These words, when strung together in a particular way, bring you joy.  In some ways, it is that simple. Poetry must be enjoyed at this primal level. Children know and understand this without being told. Obviously, I am not talking about the subject or meaning of the poem.  Adults need to understand that children must maintain this joyful feeling about language, if we want them to succeed as writers and readers in school and beyond. Poetry is a pretty easy way to maintain an essential appreciation of words and their meaning. part of this entry was published in The Post & Courier in April 2011.