There is a line of Verlaine I will never remember
There is another street I can no longer walk down
There is a face in the mirror I have seen for the very last time
There is a door that is closed until the end of the world.
Among the books of my library (I am seeing them now)
There are some that will never be read.
This summer I will be fifty:
Death consumes me, constantly.
Image of Borges, Hôtel des Beaux Arts, Paris, by Pepe Fernández, 1969. Thanks, Jane.
Jorge Luis BORGES (Argentinian, 1899 - 1986) Self-portrait. ink on paper
8 3/4 x 6 inches (225 x 150 mm)
When he drew this, because Burt Britton asked him to, Borges was blind.
Weirdly, Cormac McCarthy also did a self-portrait for Britton. Other writers in the collection: Joan Didion, Edward Gorey, Roald Dahl, Margaret Atwood, Saul Bellow, Norman Mailer, Maurice Sendak, John Updike, and Tom Wolfe.
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There is a photo hanging in my childhood bedroom of me and a bunch of my high school friends on the Tower of...
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Here’s the stuff that was on my person yesterday.
I learned about belted maxi-pads from Are You There God, It’s Me, Margaret.
Do you know they changed that in the new editions?
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