The art of poetry by Jorge Luis Borges

The art of poetry by Jorge Luis Borges


 To gaze at a river made of time and water

And remember Time is another river.

To know we stray like a river

and our faces vanish like water.

To feel that waking is another dream
that dreams of not dreaming and that the death
we fear in our bones is the death
that every night we call a dream.

To see in every day and year a symbol
of all the days of man and his years,
and convert the outrage of the years
into a music, a sound, and a symbol.

To see in death a dream, in the sunset
a golden sadness–such is poetry,
humble and immortal, poetry,
returning, like dawn and the sunset.

Sometimes at evening there’s a face
that sees us from the deeps of a mirror.
Art must be that sort of mirror,
disclosing to each of us his face.

They say Ulysses, wearied of wonders,
wept with love on seeing Ithaca,
humble and green. Art is that Ithaca,
a green eternity, not wonders.

Art is endless like a river flowing,
passing, yet remaining, a mirror to the same
inconstant Heraclitus, who is the same
and yet another, like the river flowing.

3 thoughts on “The art of poetry by Jorge Luis Borges

  1. Matt Jaffe’s 3 song Trilogy inspired by the writings of Jorge Luis Borges (114th Birthday on Aug 24 2013)

    1. Girl From Buenos Aires

    inspired by ‘The Shape of the Sword’

    2. Libertad

    inspired by his writings

    3. Till The End of Time

    inspired by ‘The Immortal’


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