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Diane, I bought a little white and royal Afghan;

She sleeps with me often in the kitchen

For often I simply lack the courage

To sleep in the room where you slept

Diane, I cleared away the ivy from the garden;

I made room to finally grow the lilac

That Whitman used to scatter in his bedroom

At night when he was writing his poems

Early in the morning I go out with boots and ruffled hair —

Something you would always do before —

Down to gather water from the creek behind the neighbors' house

But the bucket’s far too hard to lift

Oh! For all the time that I spent sleeping while the sun came up —

You were making coffee from the rain…

Wading in the water while the walleye come and gather round

Nibbling at my feet, nibbling at my feet!

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