Jorge Luis Borges’ 1967-8 Norton Lectures On Poetry (And Everything Else Literary)

Jorge Luis Borges’ 1967-8 Norton Lectures On Poetry (And Everything Else Literary)

I do not think this needs any introduction but a few quick thoughts.

Borges does not chat about theory. He hates theory. He simply loves. The -ist dies, the -ism passes but art remains. I do not know who said that but I think it every time he speaks.

Those are pearls that were his eyes

The Waste Land, read by T. S. Eliot. In spite, or perhaps because of, his subject material nothing makes me quite the same type of happy as a poem by this Eliot. How peculiar.

The Burial of the Dead begins at 00:00; A Game of Chess: 04:58; The Fire Sermon: 10:21; Death By Water: 18:19; What The Thunder Said: 19:00.

My favorite line: “those are pearls that were his eyes” exists at 3:00.

Has anyone else noticed that T. S. Eliot spelled backwards is Toilets? Life has a humor.