. To the One Who is Reading Me by JORGE LUIS BORGES Translated from the Spanish by Tony Barnstone You are invulnerable. Didn’t they deliver (those forces that control your destiny) the certainty of dust? Couldn’t it be your irreversible time is that river in whose bright mirror Heraclitus read his brevity? A marble slab is […]
Eating Poetry* IX – The Art of Poetry
The Art Of Poetry Jorge Luis Borges (1899-1986) To look at the river made of time and water and remember that time is another river, to know that we lose ourselves like the river and that faces go by like the water. To feel that wakefulness is another sleep that dreams it is not dreaming […]