How a timid, subdued, frustrated man from Buenos Aires, with failing eyesight and blind for the last part of his creative years, turned out to be one of the major, if not the major writer of the 20th century, is the central mystery this book preserves, untouched, at its centre.
Edwin Williamson’s biography of Borges is what its title claims to be — ‘a life’. Whether it is the ‘definitive biography’ (as Mario Vargas Llosa in a publicity blurb claims it to be) is something only time, unearthed documents and loosened tongues may prove. But ‘a life’ is two things — Borges’ own and Williamson’s version of it. In this last sense, Borges: A Life works with two major metaphors as instruments to cut their way through an overgrowth of unreliable information. ‘The Sword and the Dagger’ title of Part I stands for the inherited cult of courage — military and criminal — that a weakling growing up secluded in the family library tried to emulate through writing.
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