Bolano’s works are a wash of multiplicities. Art and literature are woven into crime and atrocity; literary culture is a whore to its own vainity; vanity is a strung out pimp in the middle of a thunderstorm; the story of person a: poet, custodian, radical transvestite briefly intersects with and is
In 1968, when an interviewer asked Jorge Luis Borges what he thought of the Portuguese poet Fernando Pessoa, the great explorer of the literary labyrinth responded, "Who is he?" Portugal, alas, is one of the most overlooked outposts of Europe. The North's snobbery towards the South is one of the caus
Oh, plagued no more with Human or Divine,
To-morrow's tangle to itself resign,
And lose your fingers in the tresses of
The Cypress-slender Minister of Wine.
The work of Omar al-Khayyam makes it pretty clear that Middle Eastern scholars were light-years ahead of their European counterparts durin