Eva called me on the telephone.
“Wait for me,” she said,
“I’ll go with you to the highest hill.
We’ll watch the sunlight
leave the earth from there.”
I waited but she never came.
She was almost here,
pedalling along the country road.
I don’t know if she saw the car
speeding around the bend
or if the driver of the car saw her
but neither could avoid
the coming together
of the car’s hard frame
and Eva’s fragile form.
For Eva and for me the sunlight
left the earth from the country road
instead of from the highest hill.
John Scott says, "The Journal's theme of loss, I think, is important. If we can rationally accept the loss of loved ones, we are not diminished. Rather, through grief our lives are eventually strengthened and enlarged. Reading how others cope with personal tragedy helps us face our own futures."