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133 pages
First published January 1, 1973
The image that I shall leave when I'm dead -- we've already said this is part of a poet's works -- and maybe the most important -- I don't know exactly what it will be, I don't know if I'll be viewed with indulgence, with indifference, or with hostility. Of course, that's of little importance to me now; what does matter to me is not what I've written but what I am writing and what I'm going to write.... And I could add that I'm like Enrique Banchs; that is to say, I'm afraid that at any moment people may realize that they've devoted an excessive amount of attention to me and then they'll consider me a bungler or a charlatan or, perhaps, both at the same time.It's always perilous to write about one's literary heroes: We are all, after all, a work in progress. As much as I've changed, however, I still salute Borges because he opened my mind to the world, and, this is no little thing, to Argentina, which is a whole world in itself.