Wednesday, September 02, 2015

To My Soul


 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



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