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Thanks for following along, this has been @sammargevicius for The Camera Club of New York at Baxter Street. I’d like to leave you with one of my favorite poems by the great Argentine author Jorge Luis Borges.
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Ars Poetica (1960)
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To gaze at a river made of time and water
And remember Time is another river.
To know we stray like a river
and our faces vanish like water.
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To feel that waking is another dream
that dreams of not dreaming and that the death
we fear in our bones is the death
that every night we call a dream.
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To see in every day and year a symbol
of all the days of man and his years,
and convert the outrage of the years
into music, a sound, and a symbol.
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To see in death a dream, in the sunset
a golden sadness–such is poetry,
humble and immortal, poetry,
returning, like dawn and the sunset.
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Sometimes in the evening there’s a face
that sees us from the depths of a mirror.
Art must be that sort of mirror,
disclosing to each of us his face.
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They say Ulysses, wearied of wonders,
wept with love on seeing Ithaca,
humble and green. Art is that Ithaca,
a green eternity, not wonders.
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Art is endless like a river flowing,
passing, yet remaining, a mirror to the same
inconstant Heraclitus, who is the same
and yet another, like the river flowing.
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