• We have to discard the past / and, as one builds / floor by floor, window by window, / and the building rises, / so do we keep shedding - first, broken tiles, / then proud doors... and each new day / gleams / like an empty / plate.

    Pablo Neruda (2015). “I Explain a Few Things: Selected Poems”, p.247, Farrar, Straus and Giroux