And we miss more than we see,
Wrote Max Finstein long ago,
A common misconception.
It seems like it must be so.
All our prosthetic senses
Preach to us about wavelengths
And what’s going on beyond
The doors of our perception.
But miss is a tricky term—
At any given moment,
Sure, we must be unaware
Of most of what’s going on,
But the wand of molecules
That constitutes a body
Constitutes an antenna
That’s as tuned as anything
To everything underneath,
And we see more than we know.
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