Jorge Luis Borges (August 24, 1899 – June 14, 1986)
— to María Kodama
There is so much loneliness in that gold.
The moon of every night is not the moon
That the first Adam saw.
Of human wakefulness have left it brimming
With ancient tears. Look at it. It is your mirror.
—translated from the Spanish by Robert Mezey
María Kodama Schweizer (March 10, 1937)