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El hacedor ✅ El hacedor pdf ✈ Author Jorge Luis Borges – Thomashillier.co.uk Caracterizan las paginas de El hacedor el cruce de generos relatos ensayos у poemas у la diversidad tematica Homero у Dante alternan con Rosas у Facundo; la fantasia ue inventa laberintos ineditos Caracterizan las paginas de El hacedor el cruce de generos relatos ensayos у poemas у la diversidad tematica Homero у Dante alternan con Rosas у Facundo; la fantasia ue inventa laberintos ineditos con la cronica de sucesos aparentemente triviales pero cargados de insospechadas significaciones; el particularismo criollo con la universalidad historica ue abarca tanto la simbologia oriental como la cultura europea De cuantos libros he entregado a la imprenta escribio el propio Jorge Luis Borges ninguno creo es tan personal como esta colectiva у desordenada silva de varia leccion.


About the Author: Jorge Luis Borges

Jorge Francisco Isidoro Luis Borges Acevedo usually referred to as Jorge Luis Borges Spanish pronunciation xoɾxe lwis boɾxes was an Argentine writer and poet born in Buenos Aires In his family moved to Switzerland where he attended school and traveled to Spain On his return to Argentina in Borges began publishing his poems and essays in Surrealist literary journals He also wo.



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  1. Cecily Cecily says:

    ”Impressions momentary and vivid would wash over him” and then they wash over the readerI have the Collected Fictions with copious translator's notes but am splitting my review of that into its components listed in publication order Collected Fictions all reviews Dreamtigers aka The Maker is the fifth published in 1960 and I’m including reviews of two pieces published under the title Museum and the four prose pieces from In Praise of Darkness published in 1969Brevity and Blindness These pieces have many of the same elements as previous ones but are mostly short – very short indeed Each is a bubble of an idea rather than a story They’re intriguing enticing and thought provoking as always but I slightly prefer the longer forms contained in The Garden of Forking Paths Artifices and the Aleph Part way through I thought this collection may get only 4 from me but the final pieces tipped me over well into 5 territoryThose in Dreamtigers were published five years after Borges became completely blind which may be a factor he never learned Braille and the loss and confusion of blindness is mentioned explicitly and tangentially in several Mentions of mortality feel imminent and personal than in his earlier writingsThe Afterword anticipates that after a lifetime drawing the world “A short time before he dies he discovers that the patient labyrinth of lines traces the lineaments of his own face” Borges lived another 25 years after this during which time he continued to write and publishDREAMTIGERS THE MAKER 6This is a collection of impressions like a prose poem describing a prose poem It’s written in the third person but like many of Borges' writings the protagonist is a version of the author – especially as this refers to the recent horror of blindness Although it’s described in unemotional terms I wanted to shed a tear on his behalf“Gradually the splendid universe began drawing away from him; a stubborn fog blurred the lines of his hand; the night lost its peopling stars the earth became uncertain under his feet Everything grew distant and indistinct”DreamtigersHaving loved tigers as a child they're a recurring presence is Borges' writings he is unable to summon them in his dreams How much of what we dream of ever comes true? How much of that is fate and how much our own fault?A Dialog about a DialogA short recursive discussion wondering whether suicide is the way to prove or disprove immortalityToenailsA paragraph comparing their pointlessness with the fact they will outlive the author But we all die so are our lives pointless too?Covered MirrorsA childhood fear of mirrors is passed on to another with sad conseuences“I knew that horror of the special duplication and multiplication of reality” and especially did not want to dream about them “The constant infallible functioning of mirrors the way they followed my every movement their cosmic pantomime would seem eerie to me I feared sometimes that they would begin to veer off from reality” – and sometimes they did Argumentum OrnithologicumGod exists because Borges does not know how many birds he sawPerhapsThe CaptiveNature versus nurture and the trouble of being torn between two cultures Is it ever possible to fit in anywhere? view spoilerA boy is taken by Indians and found years later He’s pleased to recover a knife he hid in his house as a boy but doesn’t want to live constrained by walls so leaves we know not where “I would like to know what he felt in that moment of vertigo when past and present intermingled” hide spoiler


  2. Cecily Cecily says:

    ”Impressions momentary and vivid would wash over him” and then they wash over the readerI have the Collected Fictions with copious translator's notes but am splitting my review of that into its components listed in publication order Collected Fictions all reviews The Maker is the fifth published in 1960 but often under the name Dreamtigers so my review of The Maker is now under that title here


  3. Ian "Marvin" Graye Ian "Marvin" Graye says:

    A Paradise From Which Nobody Shall Ever Expel UsWhen the Emperor’s labyrinth was finally completed one of the architects remarked that it had captured infinity The Emperor didn’t believe him because he had not yet entered the labyrinth and experienced its power but the remark gave the Emperor an idea for a challenge that he would later make to his two favourite court scribes And that was that they each create a work that captured infinity in words Being naturally competitive the two scribes adopted two totally different methods of achieving their goal one being a poet opted for a concise work that imagined the nature of infinity while the other a writer of prose as well as a lawyer conceived of his work as a lengthy never ending descriptive project It might come as no surprise that the poet finished his work first Indeed the lawyer never finished his work and it is still being written by his descendents who are eager to claim the reward if not of gold which the Emperor had already given to the poet during his lifetime then of renownOut of fairness the Emperor did set a deadline by which he expected his scribes to submit at least a draft of their work for his considerationThe Emperor read the poet’s work first because it was both complete and shorter When he had finished reading the Emperor said that “You have proven that infinity is not just a number but a state of mind”The Emperor was less generous with the lawyer to whom he declared “Though it might not have been your intention you have managed to convince me that infinity is than mere multitude” David HilbertSOUNDTRACKview spoilerThe Art of Noise with Max Headroom Paranoimia Josh Project Infinity 2008 hide spoiler


  4. Ben Ben says:

    University of Texas has the distinction of being the only US school at which Borges was a permanent faculty member He fell in love with Austin His mother became an obsessive fan of UT football In poetry and interview Borges compared central Texas to the country of his birth Argentina Later in life after he was all but blind he claimed Austin was the most beautiful city in North America When asked by a reporter how he could know that Borges replied Because I have beautiful dreams in Austin As a token of gratitude Borges gave the exclusive publishing rights for Dreamtigers to the Texas imprint Dreamtigers is arguably the crowning jewel of an excellent university press catalog Dobie Brammer etc Composed in two parts the first prose and second poetry Dreamtigers interweaves themes of mirrors innocenceremembrance symbolic mutation and the limits of form into a text that he claimed was his most intensely personal The intertextual fakes and dodges of this book give it the feel of a highly compressed novel There is something remarkably feline about the narrative twists the prose at times seems to crouch in wait the poetry springs If Dreamtigers lacks for emotional drama Borges is striving for something beyond intellectual understanding His words are aimed for a deeper subconscious point of impact When the reader is open to such an understanding they will find Dreamtigers very compelling I'm sure it is a text I will return to over and over This is also Borges at his writer's writerly est He drops in several keys to his narrative architecture as well as philosophical musings about the meaning of fiction and creation


  5. Matthew Matthew says:

    My favorite collection of Borges in EnglishBorges is the most engaging philosopher I have ever read He was a man who read every book His imagination was infiniteHow do you classify a piece like 'Toenails' for instance? A poem A remarkable fragment of contemplation A story A prose piece in the tradition of WalserBorges did not have to write long books because he could place eons in a sentence A continent in a handful of wordsFoucault was inspired to write 'The Order of Things' by a line in a Borges storyBorges lectured briefly at UT I wish I could have been there to listen to his talksThis book is published by the University of Texas Press All of their volumes are sturdy and printed on high uality paperThis one even has woodblock artOne of Borges favorite authors was GK ChestertonBorges was obsessed with Don uixoteHe was from ArgentinaHe was a librarianOne of his pieces on Monk Eastman is used as a preface to newer editions of Asbury's 'Gangs of New York'Late in his life he went blind so he began to compose entire stories in his mindJLB was a neat man


  6. M. Sarki M. Sarki says:

    Few things have happened to me and I have read a great manyJorge Luis BorgesIt was uncanny upon my first reading of only a few pages that the mood and tone of this Borges work seemed surprisingly familiar to me It was as if I was the one writing what I was reading even though I understood so little of the text But it felt so comfortable I was blissfully content being involved so intimately with this music and the words of Borges or his translator I found to be simply perfect everywhere on the page There was not one word I ever wanted to change My eyes were extremely pleased with the form the shape and the color of every phrase Often as I read any book I look too hard for mistakes within each sentence or paragraph but in this slim volume I never could find one The entire book was such a joy for me to read It was so beautiful and it always felt important I had also expected due to unjust mediators to find the poetry of Borges lacking but instead I discovered in his brilliance another soul in which to develop a connection a camaraderie a fraternity of something far greater than myself And like me alcoholics and drug addicts rarely feel they are a part of anything And I imagine for most everybody this type of warm and delightful experience worthy of five stars And for those of us who say dear Borges is no poet they seriously have no clue for what poetry can do


  7. Simon Simon says:

    Out of the five books by Jorge Luis Borges I've read so far this is probably the one I find hardest to categorize It is certainly the most autobiographical of his short story collections yet also the one that is most mythological in character The overall impression is that it's Borges himself reflecting back upon both his personal life literary legacy and all of human history that leads up to this with the consideration of what will happen then Borges' own internal spiritual life then comes to appear as a microcosm of cultural history as much as his own use of that literary heritage seeming to unfold as a macrocosm of his own lifeThe first half of this volume is taken up by short texts that are one or two pages in length each that are difficult to categorize into any specific genre but somewhere in the borderland between literary essays autobiography and the magical realist fiction Borges by then had become celebrated for The imagery and themes used seem to draw upon the author's life and early literary inspirations often alluding to them in a direct personal manner when compared to the elaborate mind game type narratives found in Ficciones or The Aleph Indeed as the anthology's English language title suggests the stories are peculiarly dream like with the symbolism often coming from recurring dream Borges had as a young man especially one revolving around tigers Others reflect in turn upon his friendships and other relations to people in the Argentine cultural sphere at the timeThe second half contains mock epic poetry perhaps following the premise that Borges' blindness having become total at this point making him even of a Homer of late modernity than before As a result Borges' writing style seems here to focus on the musical and lyrical rhythm as well as exploration of literature's adaptation to the sonic realm when read aloud a dimension that is somewhat altered when translated into other languages Indeed some of the pieces herein deal with linguisticcultural barriers in the context of learning or exploring languages from a completely oral and audial perspective in particular those drawing from mythological traditions outside Borges' own cultural background I've dealt with the oft neglected continuity of influence from Edgar Allan Poe to Jorge Luis Borges in the sense of the puzzle like aspect of Borges' writing being inspired by a similar uality in Poe's stories only extrapolated even further Here it seems like Borges instead follows up not just Poe's inclusion of his poetic work in prose fiction to a similar extrapolation but also the campfire storytelling aspect which is no doubt also how the epic mythological poetry Borges alludes to in many of the stories here was originally meant to be readOverall this is not where I would recommend anyone to start with Borges even if some literary historians most notably Harold Bloom consider Dreamtigers his most important work If anything Dreamtigers should be read as a sort of companion piece to his better known work which it both builds upon and illuminates further by adding an autobiographical angle to Borges' literary oeuvre


  8. Perifian Perifian says:

    Covered Mirrors my favourite of his comes across as somewhat solipsistic in retrospect but this is still a worthy collection I like stuff that is touched bytouches upon the real rather than literary ew retches world mention of Macedonio those which come across at least as personal narratives relation of anecdotes statements of influence and inspiration amongst friends


  9. Steven Godin Steven Godin says:

    Read as part of a binge on Borges It's one of his personal works and although it contains everything you would come to expect mysterious and magical prose blurring the lines between the dream world and the real one it's Probably my least favourite Not because I didn't think much of it had this been my first Borges I would have been saying wow but rather I had simply read too much of him over a short space of time and this was the last one of five others which all felt deeper to meDreamtigers just kind of drifted in and out


  10. mwpm mwpm says:

    To Leopold Lugones Leaving behind the babble of the plaza I enter the Library I feel almost physically the gravitation of the books the enveloping serenity of order time magically desiccated and preserved Left and right absorbed int heir shining dreams the readers' momentary profiles are sketched by the light of their bright officious lamps to use Milton's hypallage I remember having remembered that figure before in this place and afterwards that other epithet that also defines these environs the arid camel of the Lunario and then that hexameter from the Aeneid that uses the same artifice and surpasses artifice irself Ibant obscuri sola sub nocte per umbras These reflections bring me to the door of your office I go in; we exchange a few words conventional and cordial and I give you this book If I am not mistaken you were not disinclined to me Lugones and you would have liked to like some piece of my work That never happened; but this time you turn the pages and read approvingly a verse here and there perhaps because deficient practice concerns you less than solid theoryAt this point my dream dissolves like water in water The vast library that surrounds me is on Mexico Street not on Rodriguez Peña and you Lugnes killed yourself early in '38 My vanity and nostalgia have set up an impossible scene Perhaps so I tell myself bu tomorrow I too will have died and our times will intermingle and chronology will be lost in a sphere of symbols And then in some way it will be right to claim that I have brought you this book and that you have accepted it JLB In my childhood I was a fervent worshiper of the tiger not the jaguar the spotted tiger of the ian tangles and the isles of vegetation that float down the Paraná but that striped Asiatic royal tiger that can be faced only by a man of war on a castle atop an elephant I used to linger endlessly before one of the cages at the zoo; I judged vast encyclopedias and books of natural history by the splendor of their tigers I still remember those illustrations I who cannot rightly re call the brow or the smile of a woman Childhood passed away and the tigers and my passion for them grew old bu still they are in my dreams At that submerged or chaotic level they keep prevailing And so as I sleep some dream beguiles me and suddenly I know I am dreaming Then I think This is a dream a pure division of my will; and now that I have unlimited power I am going to cause a tigerOh incompetence Never can my dreams engender the wild beast I long for The tiger indeed appears but stuffed or flimsy or with impure variations of shape or of an implausible size or all to sleeting or with a touch of the dog or the bird Dreamtigers pg 24 It's the other one it's Borges that things happento I stroll about Buenos Aires and stop perhaps mechanically now to look at the arch of an entrance or an iron gate News of Borges reaches me through the mail and I see his name on an academic ballot or in a biographical dictionary I like hourglasses maps eighteenth century typography the taste of coffee and Stevenson's prose The other one shares these preferences with me but in a vain way that converts them into the attributes of an actor It would be too much to say that our relations are hostile; I live I allow myself to live so that Borges may contrive his literature and that literature justifies my existence I do not mind confessing that he has managed to write some worthwhile pages bu those pages cannot save me perhaps because the good part no longer belongs to anyone not even to the other one bu rather to the Spanish language or to tradition Otherwise I am destined to be lost definitively and only a few instants of me will be able to survive in the other one Little by little I am yielding him everything although I am well aware of his perverse habit of falsifying and exaggerating Spinoza held that all things long to preserve their own nature the rock wants to be rock forever and the tiger a tiger But I must live on in Borges not in myself if indeed I am anyone though I recognize myself less in his books than in many others or than in the laborious strumming of a guitar Years ago I tried to free myself from him and I passed from lower middle class myths to playing games with time and infinity but those games are Borges's now and I will have to conceive something else Thus my life is running away and I lose everything and everything belongs to oblivion or to the other oneI do not know which of us two is writing this page Borges and I pg 51 Nothing Only Muraña's knifeOnly in the gray afternoon the story cut shortI don't know why in the afternoons I'm companionedBy this assassin that I've never seenPalermo was further down The yellowThick wall of the jail dominatedSuburb and mud flat Through this savageDistrict went the sordid knifeThe knife The face has smudged outAnd of that hired fellow whose austereCraft was courage nothing remainedBut a ghost and a gleam of steelMay time that sullies marbled statuesSalvage this staunch name Juan Muraña Referring to a Ghost of Eighteen Hundred and Ninety Odd pg 73 To gaze at the river made of time and waterAnd recall that time itself is another riverTo know we cease to be just like the riverAnd that our faces pass away just like the waterTo feel that waking is another sleepThat dreams it does not sleep and that deathWhich our flesh dreads is that very deathOf every night which we call sleepTo see in the day or in the year a symbolOf mankind's days and of his yearsTo transform the outrage of the yearsInto a music a rumor and a symbolTo see in death a sleep and in the sunsetA sad gold of such is PoetryImmortal and a pauper For PoetryReturns like the dawn and the sunsetAt times in the afternoon a faceLooks at us from the depths of a mirror;Art must be like that mirrorThat reveals to us this face of oursThey tell how Ulysses glutted with wondersWept with love to descry his IthacaHumble and green Art is that IthacaOf green eternity not of wondersIt is also like an endless riverThat passes and remains a mirror for one sameInconstant Heraclitus who is the sameAnd another like an endless river Ars Poetica pg 89 Epilogue God grant that the essential monotony of this miscellany which time has compiled not and which admits past pieces that I have not dared to revise because I wrote them with a different concept of literature be less evident than the geographical and historical diversity of its themes Of all the books I have delivered to the presses none I think is as personal as the straggling collection mustered for this hodge podge precisely because it abounds in reflections and interpolations Few things have happened to me and I have read a great many Or rather few things have happened to me worth remembering than Schopenhauer's thought or the music of England's wordsA man sets himself the task of portraying the world Through the years he peoples a space with images of provinces kingdoms mountains bays ships islands fishes rooms instruments stars horses and people Shortly before his death he discovers that that patient labyrinth of lines traces the image of his face JLB


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