What was it you haunted so far that we must dream of it always, dying of our dreaming? And of what other state do you speak so low that we cannot remember it? -George Seferis This poem has haunted me for as long as I can remember. I never knew…
Sometimes I wonder how I stumbled upon Borges. I remember one passage that shattered my mind. The opening paragraph of Michel Foucault's The Order of Things had these lines: This book first arose out of a passage in Borges, out of the laughter that shattered, as I read the passage,…
This week I led a close reading of Jorge Luis Borges's short story The Babylon Lottery. It is one of my favourite short stories.…