For Dewey
The book blogging community has lost a wonderful friend, Dewey. I don’t really know what to say and already so many of you have expressed such beautiful sentiments about our friend and our community. So, instead I’ll just turn to poetry, and meanwhile remember all the great community events Dewey hosted and made so much fun for all of us. Thank you Dewey.
Dream Land
By Christina Rosetti
Where sunless rivers weep
Their waves into the deep,
She sleeps a charmed sleep:
Awake her not.
Led by a single star,
She came from very far
To seek where shadows are
Her pleasant lot.
She left the rosy morn,
She left the fields of corn,
For twilight cold and lorn
And water springs.
Through sleep, as through a veil,
She sees the sky look pale,
And hears the nightingale
That sadly sings.
Rest, rest, a perfect rest
Shed over brow and breast;
Her face is toward the west,
The purple land.
She cannot see the grain
Ripening on hill and plain;
She cannot feel the rain
Upon her hand.
Rest, rest, for evermore
Upon a mossy shore;
Rest, rest at the heart’s core
Till time shall cease:
Sleep that no pain shall wake;
Night that no morn shall break
Till joy shall overtake
Her perfect peace.
stephanie http://stephaniesbooks.blogspot.com
December 2nd, 2008 at 5:38 amThat was beautiful, and a fitting poem. I think Dewey would have liked it.
Anna http://diaryofaneccentric.blogspot.com
December 2nd, 2008 at 6:13 amWhat a great poetric tribute to Dewey. May she rest in peace.
Melody http://mel-reading-corner.blogspot.com/
December 2nd, 2008 at 6:41 amDewey will be sorely missed by us all.
Wendy http://www.caribousmom.com
December 2nd, 2008 at 6:52 amWhat a beautiful poem..thank you for sharing it. I believe Dewey would have loved that.
Litlove http://litlove.wordpress.com
December 2nd, 2008 at 10:28 amThat’s a lovely gesture, iliana. I am so shocked about Dewey, I can barely take it in.
Veens http://test-veens.blogspot.com
December 2nd, 2008 at 10:39 am:’(
Nymeth http://thingsmeanalot.blogspot.com/
December 2nd, 2008 at 3:51 pmBeautiful poem. I’m still in shock
tanabata http://tanabata.blogspot.com
December 2nd, 2008 at 4:12 pmThat’s a beautiful poem, Iliana. A day later and I’m still stunned by the news. She will be truly missed.
Stephanie http://www.thewrittenword.wordpress.com
December 2nd, 2008 at 5:30 pmThat poem is perfect. Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
Melissa http://melissasbookreviews.blogspot.com
December 2nd, 2008 at 8:38 pmThat’s a beautiful poem. Just perfect.
christine http://snapshotsunmade.typepad.com/csny
December 2nd, 2008 at 10:44 pmBeautiful poem and very fitting. It was very sad to read about Dewey passing away.
Bookfool, aka Nancy http://bookfoolery.blogspot.com/
December 3rd, 2008 at 3:14 amThat’s a beautiful poem and I think Dewey would have loved it.
Eva http://astripedarmchair.wordpress.com
December 3rd, 2008 at 3:36 amWow: that is perfect. Thank you Iliana.
stefanie http://somanybooksblog.com
December 3rd, 2008 at 4:20 amA perfect poem. I hope Dewey is resting on a mossy shore with a good book.
Danielle http://www.danitorres.typepad.com
December 3rd, 2008 at 5:47 amLovely poem. I was very sad to hear this news as well. I always envied her reading marathons. I think she is going to be very missed!
Betty and Boo’s Mommy http://bettyboochronicles.blogspot.com
December 3rd, 2008 at 6:47 amBeautiful poem and very, very fitting …
Bookgirl http://www.bookgirl.net
December 3rd, 2008 at 7:46 amI love this poem and I’m so glad you guys enjoyed it. I hope Dewey is reading it too
Joanne http://bookzombie.blogspot.com
December 3rd, 2008 at 7:56 amBeautiful poem, thank you for sharing this tribute to Dewey.
jenclair http://bookgarden.blogspot.com/
December 3rd, 2008 at 2:46 pmA great loss. A lovely tribute.
Serena (Savvy Verse & Wit) http://savvyverseandwit.blogspot.com
December 3rd, 2008 at 11:47 pmvery appropriate poem
Les in NE http://lesleysbooknook.blogspot.com
December 4th, 2008 at 2:11 amThank you for sharing this beautiful, touching poem. I’ve never read it before and it brought tears to my eyes. What a lovely tribute to Dewey, Iliana.