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LETTERS Book by Richard Rohr needs to be read by all parishioners The
Editor:
Thanks to Anne Strachan for the timely article, “How we are blind
to the signs & wonders” (March 31 PM). Ideal of married love goes back to Old Testament times The
Editor: Is
marrying for love relatively recent? It is according to Stephanie Coontz
(PM, April 14), who claims that marriage was never the romantic, altruistic
ideal often associated with a brief period in the 20th century. Coontz
should read more literature and listen to more lyrics. The
language of love is universal, from the Old Testament Song of Songs through
Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet and beyond. Not
so long ago, scholars contended that it originated with 11th-or 12th-century
French troubadours, who were mainly celebrating adultery. Marriage, by
contrast, was a union of convenience without affection. Now, however,
most medievalists reject the myth of courtly love. They point out that
medieval poetry celebrates married love as much as illicit attractions,
if not more so. They
also point out that romantic love has blossomed in poetry and even graffiti
far removed in time and place from the troubadours, for example, in ancient
Egypt and Rome, medieval Byzantium, seventh-and eighth-century Islam,
eighth-or ninth-century Anglo-Saxon England, and 10th-century Iceland.
Based
on historical and anthropological studies, Ferdinand Mount confirms that
men and women have married for love in all times and places. He describes
the nuclear family, “based on choice and affection,” as “a
biologically derived way of living which. . . generates an emotional
force of enduring and unquenchable power. Even
the lyrics of popular songs recognize that love transcends time. Ira Gershwin
knew it in 1938, when he said that love is here to stay, “not for
a year but ever and a day.” Stevie Wonder understood it in 1976,
when he stated that “life has given love a guarantee to last through
forever and another day.” Keith Urban saw it in 1999, when he declared,
“you’ll be safe here in my arms forever and a day.”
Come on, Ms. Coontz, get a life. — Joe Campbell, Saskatoon
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