I remember a wonderful poem from my school anthology but I don't know the name or author. Is there a kind person who might recognise the following poem?
It's a very short poem. Female poet, I think. Definitely relatively modern. American poet, I think.
The subject is the poet talking about a dream they had, where they spoke to a deceased parent or loved one, saying something like "how like you" to appear in my dream and comfort me, and "how like me" to have this dream of you.
I would be most grateful if anyone recognises this. I've searched my poetry anthologies but can't find it.
The anthology was a South African school text book (English poetry) in the late seventies. It had a purple graphic cover. I think the title might have been "The Living Tradition" with multiple authors, one was Rumboll. The poems were mainly English literature but I think this one was American.
(Edited to add details as per identification requests wiki).