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I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or next-to-last of three loved houses went. (4.10-11)
These losses introduce the notion of loved or precious things, and make us wonder about their impact on the poet’s life.
– Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan’t have lied. (6.16-17)
The narrator never comes out and says that she loved the person addressed here, only "a gesture," yet another coping mechanism for her loss.
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