Jorge Luis Borges
I am this groping intensity that is a soul. — Jorge Luis Borges, “My Whole Life,” Selected Poems 1923-1967 (Allen Lane The Penguin Press, 1972)
Category: Argentine Culture
Jorge Luis Borges
Where San Juan and Chacabuco intersect I saw the blues houses, the houses that wear the color of adventure. They were like banners and deep as the dawn that frees the outlying quarters. Some are daybreak color, and some are dawn color: their cool readiance is a passion before the oblique face of any drab,… Continue reading Jorge Luis Borges
Jorge Luis Borges
The present is the instant in which the future crumbles into the past. — Jorge Luis Borges
Jorge Luis Borges
Which one of us has never felt, walking through the twilight or writing down a date from his past, that he has lost something infinite? ― Jorge Luis Borges
Alejandra Pizarnik
[…] what was it I wanted? I wanted a perfect silence. — Alejandra Pizarnik, from “Paths Of The Mirror,” Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962-1972, transl. Yvetter Siegert (New Directions, 2016) (via adrasteiax)
Jorge Luis Borges
I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart; I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat. — Jorge Luis Borges, from “Two English Poems,” trans. Norman Thomas di Giovanni, Selected Poems: 1923-1967 (Delta, 1972)
Alejandra Pizarnik
It’s sunny outside. It’s only a sun Yet men look at it and sing. I don’t know about the sun. I know about the melody of angels and the heated sermon of the last wind. I know how to scream until dawn when death settles naked on my shadow. I cry beneath my name. I… Continue reading Alejandra Pizarnik
