Indeed there is a sizeable corpus of work in Esperanto. There laureate, as it were, is a chap called William Auld. It's a bit like writing poetry in Lallans, a language no-one speaks or ever has spoken, or Cornish. Is there Cornish poetry? A REALLY Borges-like project would be to invent a language out of nothing, publish a dictionary, and then write the poetry. There ought to be an Arts-Council grant for that one - except that it would require considerable labour, and not a little intelligence, which rather puts it out of court as an Arts project.
Here is a poem by Zamenhof, the inventor of Esperanto.
Ho, mia kor', ne batu maltrankvile,
El mia brusto nun ne saltu for!
Jam teni min ne povas mi facile,
Ho, mia kor'!
Ho, mia kor'! Post longa laborado
Ĉu mi ne venkos en decida hor'?
Sufiĉe! trankviliĝu de l' batado,
Ho, mia kor'!
Esperanto, as you can see, is not produced arbitrarilly out of nothing. Indeed I can almost understand this without the crib which you can find on the internet.
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