weave
from weban, wefta, Old English
weft, cross thread
web
the coming out
of the cross-star
the interlacing
of warp and weft
to imagine the first cross
intertwining of branches and twigs
to make a nest
to give birth
from weban, wefta, Old English
weft, cross thread
web
the coming out
of the cross-star
the interlacing
of warp and weft
to imagine the first cross
intertwining of branches and twigs
to make a nest
to give birth
— Cecilia Vicuña
On the back part of the step, toward the right, I saw a small iridescent sphere of almost unbearable brilliance. At first I thought it was revolving; then I realised that this movement was an illusion created by the dizzying world it bounded.
― Jorge Luis Borges
Hermandad
Homenaje a Claudio Ptolomeo
Soy hombre: duro poco
y es enorme la noche.
Pero miro hacia arriba:
las estrellas escriben.
Sin entender comprendo:
también soy escritura
y en este mismo instante
alguien me deletrea.
Homenaje a Claudio Ptolomeo
Soy hombre: duro poco
y es enorme la noche.
Pero miro hacia arriba:
las estrellas escriben.
Sin entender comprendo:
también soy escritura
y en este mismo instante
alguien me deletrea.
Brotherhood
Homage to Claudius Ptolemy
I am a man: little do I last
and the night is enormous.
But I look up:
the stars write.
Unknowing I understand:
I too am written,
and at this very moment
someone spells me out.
Homage to Claudius Ptolemy
I am a man: little do I last
and the night is enormous.
But I look up:
the stars write.
Unknowing I understand:
I too am written,
and at this very moment
someone spells me out.
— Octavio Paz
I saw a sunset in Querétaro that seemed to reflect the colour of a rose in Bengal; I saw my empty bedroom; I saw in a closet in Alkmaar a terrestrial globe between two mirrors that multiplied it endlessly;
― Jorge Luis Borges
I saw a ring of baked mud in a sidewalk, where before there had been a tree;
― Jorge Luis Borges