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It's time for another edition of Poem of the Week. I have been reading some more poems by Borges, and have realized two things:
1. The man writes about very somber, depressing stuff2. He's a damn fine poet Here's "Remorse":
I have committed the worst sin of all
That a man can commit. I have not been
Happy. Let the glaciers of oblivion
Drag me and mercilessly let me fall.
My parents bred and bore me for a higher
Faith in the human game of nights and days;
For earth, for air, for water, and for fire.
I let them down. I wasnt happy. My ways
Have not fulfilled their youthful hope. I gave
My mind to the symmetric stubbornness
Of art, and all its webs of pettiness.
They willed me bravery. I wasnt brave.
It never leaves my side, since I began:
This shadow of having been a brooding man.
I was curious why Borges, a man adored, imitated and worshiped by legions for his talents, would consider hims...read more