C. Dale Young wrote, “…what did / any of us know about truth? We are poets and writers / who have devoted ourselves to fictions, to myth, to lies.” (lines 24-26). Once the author begins to question the truth, then everything becomes potential to be partially right. Young also writes: And what of this / poor student of physics, this even poorer student / of biochemistry? This student discovers years later / that in each and every one of us, there are seven grams / of silica, seven grams of dust that came from the stars.
This shows the possibility of change in the science field, and more evidence that most things are only partially right.
The poem also makes a point on how almost everything resembles a poem by saying: There is, after all, poetry