This may explain in part why he does not give of himself easily, or at length. World, but does not see it, and takes refuge within his own extraordinary mind. An increasing eye illness, growing worse with the years, has blinded this gifted writer to all but light and darkness. Those who heard him amid the crowdedĮnthusiasm of students at the Casa Hispánica got a wistful impression of a giant bound in dusk. To a certain extent the mystery is mitigated. Now for the first time his work appears here between book covers, just after the man himself had appeared at several American colleges, including Columbia. Meanwhile, aspiring students who wrote for literary journals tried to break the barrier by translating bits and pieces. In his own Spanish, in French, in Italian, but not in English. He began to sound like an Ezra Pound, wrapped by preference in his chosen isolation. Borges was out of town, or in Paris, or indisposed. Visitors to Buenos Aires who tried to plumb the mystery for themselves had little luck.
To make himself understood, "an abstruse dweller in an ivory tower"-these are the phrases that the ordinary, including some of his own countrymen, shoot back. On the other hand, arcane, over-subtle, an arrogant intellectual who does not bother
A difficult writer? Too erudite? Only to the ordinary. Say his admirers, is not only the great South American writer but great in terms of any geography. He myth of Jorge Luís Borges has, for at least twenty years, caught at the minds of people interested in Latin American literature.
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