where am i from, i sometimes ask myself, where in the devil
do i come from, what day's today, what's happening,
a roar, amid the dream, the tree, the night,
and a wave, rising like an eyelid, begets
a day, a flash with a jaguar's snout.
--Pablo Neruda
from "the magellanic heart"
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