Celebrating Children’s Poetry
April is always a beautiful month at Tweetspeak Poetry. We celebrate poetry. We celebrate the earth. Occasionally we celebrate chickens. For this National Poetry Month, I wanted to celebrate my favorite section of the library: children’s poetry. We’re reading Joyce Sidman’s What the Heart Knows: Chants, Charms and Blessings.
The collection opens with an epigraph by Mary Oliver:
If you say it right, it helps the heart to bear it.”
For some situations, our own words are inadequate. For those, we need a poem.
If a relationship is broken, I may not be able to express what I want to say. But I can read (aloud) “Chant to Repair a Friendship,” a poem that repeats and rhymes better than I can when my thoughts and feelings are all tangled up.
“Illness: A Conversation,” in the Laments & Remembrances section, would work for a child in bed for a week with the flu. It also meant a lot to a grownup friend of mine with a terminal illness.
What the Heart Knows accepts sadness, anger, and fear as parts of human existence, and it also celebrates fun with its “Silly Love Song” and its blessings on the “Curl of Cat” and the “Smell of Dog.” Sidman’s poems feature stars, bicycles, sandcastles, and an invisibility spell. Her words invite our lost things to “Come out, come out.” She whispers to us “How to Find a Poem.” She offers the perfect charm for a malady that affects grownups even more than children.
Sleep Charm
This bed is the perfect bed.
Sink into its healing
cloud-softness,
cheek against cool pillow-white.
Forget anything you ever wanted,
hoped, or feared.
One by one, those cares will drop
from you like stones
into deep water.
Slip from your dayskin
and swim, shimmering,
into the dream beyond the dream.
The world will wait for you
through all its dark and absent hours,
and the creatures of the night
will sing your name.
— Joyce Sidman
Joyce Sidman and Pamela Zagarenski have collaborated before, on Red Sings from Treetops: A Year in Colors (a Caldecott Honor-winner, which I have read) and This Is Just to Say: Poems of Apology and Forgiveness (which I haven’t). Sidman also won a Newbery Honor for Dark Emperor and Other Poems of the Night. Her website includes poetry prompts for all ages. Zagarenski has a line of greeting cards and is also an author, herself.
No matter how lovely or how funny the poems in a children’s poetry collection are, the book usually stands or falls on its illustrations. Zagarenski’s people wear crowns, and so does one of her crows. She gives color to emotion, amplifies the action of the poem, and makes us chuckle.
My weekly library visits include a stop at the poetry section for children. Those shelves contain many classic poems that have been collected into books for children and illustrated. These have depth, but they are not too obscure to withstand a set of paints. Beside a collection by Carl Sandburg you might find this book by Sidman.
Children’s poetry speaks to the child within us. Now, suddenly, we are 6 years old, wondering where the sidewalk ends. Or we are on a camping trip, toasting marshmallows. Or stuck in middle school, among the most imperfect places on the planet.
For anyone who still finds poetry intimidating, children’s poetry is a non-threatening place to start. The only allusions are to your own memories. The rhyme and meter are straightforward. What the Heart Knows did for me what any great poetry collection does: It makes me pick up my pencil and write.
The Way to Bless a Day
go outside
look up
awaken under stars
grateful to be up
before the sun
Your Turn
Write your own poem! Choose from one of Sidman’s categories:
• Chants & Charms. To bolster courage and guard against evil
• Spells & Invocations. To cause something to happen
• Laments & Remembrances. To remember, regret, or grieve
• Praise Songs & Blessings. To celebrate, thank, or express love
Next Month’s Selection
There is a pig who is Some Pig, who is Terrific, Radiant, and Humble, and his name is not Wilbur. It’s Babe, by Dick King-Smith. Join us Friday, May 13, for our Children’s Book Club.
Photo by Tambako The Jaguar, Creative Commons, via Flickr. Post by Megan Willome.
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L.L. Barkat says
Rest a Spell
It’s a charm
not everyone
knows how
to conjure.
How rest
becomes
rewind.
How rewind
becomes
fast forward.
How forward
cloaks itself
in finding
next steps
next words
next incantations—
to magic-up
the world.
I wave
my wand
to show them
how;
my own
sweet lucky
charm.
Megan Willome says
That’s lovely. Would that everyone had your wand.
Katie Spivey Brewster says
“to magic-up
the world”
LOVE this L.L. 🙂
Katie Spivey Brewster says
“For some situations, our words are inadequate. For those, we need a poem.”
I agree!
And the Mary Oliver quote too.
Thanks for another wonderful post, Megan:)
Megan Willome says
Thanks for reading, Katie!
Sharmen Oswald says
Never Fear
When fear creeps in on silent feet
To steal away your joy
Hold fast little one,
Be a brave girl or boy.
Tell fear “Go away!
You are not welcome here.
I have family and friends;
They are very near.”
Don’t let fear take hold
And get a grip
Where fear does not belong.
Be strong; don’t stumble or trip.
Remember, you are bigger than fear
And smarter by far.
Ask fear to be on his way;
A brave girl or boy you are.
The next time fear pays a visit
Tell him he is an unwelcome guest,
Pack his bags and be gone!
For him that would be best.
Megan Willome says
It would be best indeed! Thanks for sharing your lovely rhyming poem, Sharmen.
Sharmen Oswald says
How to Eat a Poem
I don’t like veggies;
I might eat meat.
My favorite dish
Of all to eat
Is Poetry.
To eat a Poem
You start small,
Take a bite, that is all.
Let words ooze down your chin,
Then start again.
Savor the syllables
One at a time,
Don’t worry – it’s not slime!
Take a metaphor bite,
You will be all right!
Sample some similes,
They start with like or as,
A good poet has
These and more.
What are you waiting for!
Now try some imagery.
Savor the colors of the dish,
Close your eyes, make a wish,
What flavor is green, yellow or blue?
They taste different to everybody, even you.
Now that’s how to eat a Poem
One delicious bite at a time.
It is truly sublime!
A savory Poem in your diet every day
Will guarantee that you remain healthy all the way!
Megan Willome says
It’s my favorite dish too, Sharmen! I can so see this poem with illustrations 🙂
Sharmen Oswald says
Reversed Roles
What if the roles were reversed?
Was Big Bad Wolf cursed?
Little Red Riding Hood the villain
On a mission to do some killin’.
Wolf on the run for his life
Not knowing why he deserved this strife.
Red’s gun primed to take him down
She’s counting on Wolf being found.
She’s closing in to make the kill
But wait…Wolf is frozen with fear, still
He asks,”What have I done,
To cause me to be on the run?”
Red replies with confidence, no doubt
“I’m not sure what this is about!
I just thought a wolf is to be hunted.”
Wolf replies, undaunted and confronted,
“If we do not know from whence this came
Perhaps it is time to stop this game.”
Both pondered this revelation anew,
Decided to try a different view.
They shook hands, made a pact
Vowed to keep their friendship intact.
So for now the story goes
As one can suppose
That Wolf is the villain
On a mission to do some killin’
But how can we really know
If this is the way the story should go!
Megan Willome says
Nice!
I’m writing about fairy tale poetry over at my Substack, Poetry for Life. Join us? https://meganwillome.substack.com/p/goldilocks-and-gretel
Sharmen Oswald says
Sure! Should I post “Reversed Roles” there as well? I love “fractured fairy tales”!
Megan Willome says
So happy you did!