Saturday, September 1, 2012

#244 / El Olvido Que Seremos

Already we are the oblivion we shall be—
the elemental dust that does not know us,
the dust that once was red Adam and now is
all men, the dust we shall not see.
Already we are the two dates on the headstone,
the beginning and the end. The coffin,
the obscene decay and the shroud,
the death rites and the dirges.
I am not some fool who clings
to the magical sound of his own name.
I think, with hope, of that man
who will never know I walked the earth.
Beneath the blue indifference of heaven,
I find this thought consoling.

Jorge Luis Borges

A fascinating article about the discovery of this poem can be found in the August 27/September 3, 2012 edition of The Nation.

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