Look, There’s More

Every new prosthetic
For seeing tinier
Or farther away things,

Every new microscope
Technology, every
New kind of telescope

Offers revelations
Of a similar kind—
There’s more there than was thought—

Smaller phenomena,
Earlier galaxies,
Receding horizons.

The default assumption
Should be this will always
Be the case until not,

Until the day arrives
When some great new machine
In space or underground

Displays the edge at last,
The scale of emptiness—
If that day comes to pass.