Being an actor, I can’t help but think how limiting it is to be physically challenged on stage. But what is the deadliest strike for a writer? To be paralyzed? To lose the ability to taste? If you ask Nathan Zach, the biggest curse is blindness. In one of his poems he wrote, “I wish I’ll always have eyes to praise the world,” but if you ask Borges, when God closes a window, literally, he opens a door. In 1955 Borges became the manager of the National Library in Buenos Aires. 900,000 books and all he could see is a kind of blue, green and yellow. No letters at all. This gave him a challenge to learn the English language from the beginning and to move on to Scandinavian literatures. Perhaps because it’s a very personal thing, his lecture about this subject keeps jumping from one subject to the next and he talks about blind writers from Homer and Milton to James Joyce, and says very important things about poetry that is based on eyesight. What I take from this lecture to my writing if the knowledge that blind people don’t see black but a mixture of colors, which is more disturbing, and the fact that although blindness can be a crisis it can also be a chance.