A Midsummer Tempest. Anderson did not write any corresponding Alice-related novel. However, like both Shakespeare and Carroll, he did write poetically about mortality.
Shakespeare: "We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep."
Carroll: "Life, what is it but a dream?"
Anderson: see here.
Life, a dream or summer shadows, is celebrated in drama, an acrostic and a haiku. Before returning to Anderson's hard sf, let's appreciate the poetry.