Though we know that the answer of eighty will not be the answer of eighteen”
—-Kenneth Koch
If only we knew
We act
Through ignorance
With a confidence
We have no reason
To believe.
We improvise
Or patterns,
And follow the rainbow’s
Teleological arc
As if we know
More than nothing,
Until we arrive
Where we were going;
Where each step
We took; each fall
To ground was a kiss
Of intimate consequence.
(October 31, 2026)
