So I was watching this episode of Seinfeld in which Elaine is dating a guy who's been shaving his pate for several years. She catches a glimpse of his driver's license photo and goes gaga over his gorgeous head of hair. He agrees to stop shaving his head just for her, and within a few days discovers he has pattern baldness. He'd gone bald while he was bald.
Then I was watching this episode of Dateline NBC in which a woman whose husband had been wrongly imprisoned for eight years worked day-and-night to get his conviction overturned. She succeeded, but much to her alarmed surprise, discovered within days of his release that she had stopped loving him that way while he was imprisoned. They went their separate ways.
Now, with the foregoing by way of introduction, I invite you to click here for one of my favorite poems of all time, Robert Bly's "Snowbanks North of the House."
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