Jeanne Illenye's Orange Glow
Will I miss you
uncanny other
in the next life?
And you & I, my other, leave
the body, not leave the earth?
And you, a child in a field,
and I, a child on a train, go by, go by,
And what we had
give way like coffee grains
brushed across paper...
--poem by Jean Valentine, The New Yorker, April 23, 2007
