Dear Poetic Bloomings Loved Ones,
It is with great sadness that I share with you the news that our dear fellow Poetic Bloomings poet, Dyson McIllwain, has passed from this world to the next. He has been missed, and I’ve been to his poetry blog more than once to try to check on him. His daughter Kairn kindly left word for all of us on his site, “Say Aye to the Heart”:
Kairn shared his last written words with us:
IF MY WORDS SHOULD DIE by Dyson Douglas McIllwain
If my words should die afore me,
t’would be the cruelest thing
to ne’er hear their tender voice,
nor hear their fervent ring.
Silence would befall my heart
afore death gathers in,
and as my poor soul shall depart
would leave not clamour, nor din.
The soul from which compassion comes
would wither then and cease,
a muse no longer to express
of heart and mind deceased.
If my words should die afore me
my memory will fade,
the spears and arrows of my fate
will be the price so paid.
But shall I pass afore my words,
then in them I shall live,
for they will speak my final say
and comfort they will give.
They will live as they had lived in me,
much life to give within their breath,
and I am sure I will be remembered
well then after death.
To my knowledge, Dyson never saw his poem in print in “Poetic Bloomings – the first year.” I’m thankful he knew, though, that he was included.
My interview with him may be found here:
Dyson, it was our joy to count you among us. Rest in peace now, friend.