Fervor de Buenos Aires by Jorge Luis Borges. Emecé.
A short (~80pp) book of poetry written early in Borges’ career, shortly after first returning to Argentina after having lived in Europe for several years.
I’ve sometimes said “I don’t believe in poetry”, half in jest. Really, I’m undecided as to whether poetry in general is good art or a waste of paper. Fervor did not alter my agnosticism towards metaphor and obliqueness.
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