A Letter From a Dead Poet! #atozchallenge

Before I launch into my series Letters to Dead Poets, I just wanted to share a surprise letter I received from a dead poet.

Perhaps, I was naive to think that just because these poets were dead, that they wouldn’t reply to my letters. Silly me! When you receive a letter, of course, you reply…especially these days when the art of letter writing is all but dead. Letters are rare and so special, especially when they’ve been written from the heart and are seeking answers to some of life’s toughest questions. Those questions which are so stubbornly impossible to answer, that they’re considered “rhetorical”.

Anyway, given how rarely anyone receives a personal letter these days let alone a dead poet, I guess I should’ve expected some sort of reply. That they’d go well and truly out of their way and over and beyond the call of duty to get in touch.

And so it was…

Dear Rowena,

A dear friend and fellow poet asked me to send you this and I can assure you that we’re very much alive…at least in spirit!

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.

Love & Best wishes,

Mary Elizabeth Frye

Well, this really does complicate matters! If these poets who have inspired me aren’t dead, what am I supposed to call them? I don’t know but I will definitely try to tread more gently, being more sensitive and aware of their perspective. That just because they died, it might not mean they’re dead. Not dead dead, anyway.

Don’t things have a habit of getting complicated once you lift off the lid? That’s why I never lift the bonnet of my car and stay well away from the engine. Somehow that car seems to run quite well by itself. Or, could it possibly have a guardian angel called Geoff?

So, before I delve any further into the semantics of it all, I’m going to exit stage left and introduce you to our first “dead” poet.

xx Rowena

3 thoughts on “A Letter From a Dead Poet! #atozchallenge

  1. Pingback: Banjo Paterson…Letters to Dead Poets #atozchallenge. | beyondtheflow

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