The Marks That Matter
Most (Or, Searching for That High
Peak in Darien)
At the margin next to the page, all knowledge shifts.
It’s yours to foot about for hidden lifts.
Just stand upon a word at the easternmost edge.
Take special care not to bang your head on the ledge
or get your fanny caught in lettered rifts.
Newcomers generally skip right past the post.
It’s not as if you’ll be greeted there by a host.
To get there you must think with all your might.
If pondering isn’t helpful, then use your sight;
for each search boils down to a mark that matters most.
Exactitude’s not certainly the prize;
certainty, not necessarily for the wise.
For wisdom is supposition that we would speak,
and one knows nothing up there on the peak.
Precisely where nothing’s known is nothing surmised.