{"id":1396,"date":"2017-01-10T19:47:22","date_gmt":"2017-01-11T00:47:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/?p=1396"},"modified":"2017-01-10T19:47:22","modified_gmt":"2017-01-11T00:47:22","slug":"jorge-luis-borges-waking-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/2017\/1396\/poems\/jorge-luis-borges-waking-up\/","title":{"rendered":"Jorge Luis Borges:\u00a0Waking up"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Daylight leaks in, and sluggishly I surface<br \/>\nfrom my own dreams into the common dream<br \/>\nand things assume again their proper places<br \/>\nand their accustomed shapes. Into this present<br \/>\nthe Past intrudes, in all its dizzying range&#8211;<br \/>\nthe centuries-old habits of migration<br \/>\nin birds and men, the armies in their legions<br \/>\nall fallen to the sword, and Rome and Carthage.<\/p>\n<p>The trappings of my day also come back:<br \/>\nmy voice, my face, my nervousness, my luck.<br \/>\nIf only Death, that other waking-up,<br \/>\nwould grant me a time free of all memory<br \/>\nof my own name and all that I have been!<br \/>\nIf only morning meant oblivion!<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/book\/show\/7202390-the-sonnets\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/7202390._UY400_SS400_.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on the_content --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on the_content -->","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Daylight leaks in, and sluggishly I surface from my own dreams into the common dream and things assume again their proper places and their accustomed shapes. Into this present the Past intrudes, in all its dizzying range&#8211; the centuries-old habits of migration in birds and men, the armies in their legions all fallen to the <a href='https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/2017\/1396\/poems\/jorge-luis-borges-waking-up\/' class='excerpt-more'>[&#8230;]<\/a><!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1396","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems","category-4-id","post-seq-1","post-parity-odd","meta-position-corners","fix"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1396","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1396"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1396\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1398,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1396\/revisions\/1398"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1396"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1396"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kuny.ca\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1396"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}