Jenny Penberthy posted a selection of Lorine Niedecker poems on SUNY Buffalo's EPC site. This is one of them:

I knew a clean man
but he was not for me.
Now I sew green aprons
over covered seats. He

wades the muddy water fishing,
falls in, dries his last pay-check
in the sun, smooths it out
in Leaves of Grass. He's
the one for me.