Is she more apparent because she is not
anymore forever? Is her whiteness more white
because she was the color of pale honey?
A smokestack making the sky more visible.
A dead woman filling the whole world. Michiko
said, “The roses you gave me kept me awake
with the sound of their petals falling.
— Jack Gilbert, “Michiko Nogami” (1946—1982), The Great Fires, Poems 1982-1992. (Knopf February 13, 1996)