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Charlotte Daughter I was awakened from a dream, a dream entwined with cats, by a cat's close presence. In the darkness by my bedside there had loomed a form with shining hair-- squarish, immense-eyed, still. Its whiskers pricked my lips: I screamed. My daughter cried, in just proportion terrified. I realized that, though only four, all skin and smiles, My daughter is a lioness, taken as a cat. --John Updike See other poems by John Updike

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