What Do My Favorite Poem and My First Colonoscopy Have in Common?

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When I was a senior in high school, an English teacher introduced the class to a poem that immediately took up permanent residence in my head: “For Once, Then, Something,” by Robert Frost.

It goes like this:

Others taunt me with having knelt at well-curbs
Always wrong to the light, so never seeing
Deeper down in the well than




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Martin D. Hirsch

Martin D. Hirsch

Lapsed singer-songwriter, 35-year accidental company man, citizen of The Woodstock Nation, avid essayist, occasional poet, aspiring author, dogged evolutionary.

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