Borges’ orderly flights of imagination

by DRM


I love the order­li­ness of this page of man­u­script from Jorge Luis Borges.

And I love this line from Con­jec­tural Poem.

In the mir­ror of this night I find
The unex­pected mien of my eternity.

Both the man­u­script and the line are sur­prises. They are filled with con­trol, cer­tain about their pur­pose and uncon­strained by convention.