The Magical Materialist Raises a Hand at the Back of the Class

Doubtful that Borges
Thought either that the world
Was changing its appearance
In ways his eyes
Faithfully registered,
Or that his metaphysics
Had disenchanted the world of its light.

But let anyone complain
That we are living in a world
Disenchanted of mystery,
Increasingly bereft of magic,
And they, blind to Borges
And other recent, fine enchanters,
Will surely blame the dimming world
Or materialist philosophies.

It will not occur to them
That, while not their fault,
Not their choice, just who they are,
The disability is theirs.