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By Fernando Pessoa

Writing obsessively in French, English, and Portuguese, Fernando Pessoa left a prodigious physique of labor, a lot of it lower than "heteronyms"—fully fleshed regulate egos with startlingly diversified kinds and issues of view. supplying a distinct sampling of all his most renowned voices, this assortment good points poems that experience by no means prior to been translated along many initially composed in English. as well as such significant works as "Maritime Ode of Campos" and his Goethe-inspired Faust, written in clean verse, there are numerous lovely poems that experience purely come to gentle within the final 5 years. chosen and translated by way of top Pessoa student Richard Zenith, this can be the best creation to be had to the breadth of Pessoa’s genius.
* The translations are in response to the main authoritative variations, confirmed opposed to the unique manuscripts
* contains an creation discussing Pessoa, his paintings, and the phenomenon of "heteronymy" in addition to a chronology

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I grew to become gloomy and out of varieties and sullen Like an afternoon whilst a thunderstorm threatens all day And by means of evening it nonetheless hasn’t struck. a l b e r to c a e i ro 15 VI to contemplate God is to disobey God, in view that God sought after us to not comprehend him, that's why he didn’t show himself to us . . . Let’s be uncomplicated and calm, just like the bushes and streams, And God will love us, making us Us while the timber are bushes And the streams are streams, and should supply us greenness within the spring, that is its season, And a river to visit after we finish . . . And he’ll provide us not anything extra, due to the fact that to provide us extra may make us much less us. sixteen a l i t t l e l a r g e r t h a n t h e e n t i r e u n i v e rs e VII From my village I see as a lot of the universe as could be visible from the earth, And so my village is as huge as any city, For i'm the scale of what I see and never the scale of my top . . . within the towns lifestyles is smaller Than right here in my residence on best of this hill. the massive structures of towns lock up the view, They conceal the horizon, pulling our gaze far-off from the open sky. They make us small, for they remove all of the vastness our eyes can see, and so they make us negative, for our merely wealth is seeing. a l b e r to c a e i ro 17 VIII One noon in past due spring I had a dream that used to be like a photo. I observed Jesus Christ come all the way down to earth. He got here down a hillside As a baby back, working and tumbling during the grass, Pulling up flowers to throw them backpedal, And giggling loud sufficient to be heard far-off. He had run clear of heaven. He was once an excessive amount of like us to faux Being the second one individual of the Trinity. In heaven every little thing used to be fake and in war of words With flowers and bushes and stones. In heaven he regularly needed to be critical And from time to time needed to turn into guy back And wake up at the go, and be eternally death With a crown jam-packed with thorns on his head, a major nail piercing his ft, or even a rag round his waist Like on black Africans in illustrated books. He wasn’t even allowed a mom and dad Like different youngsters. His father was once assorted humans— An outdated guy named Joseph who used to be a wood worker And who wasn’t his father, And an idiotic dove: 18 a l i t t l e l a r g e r t h a n t h e e n t i r e u n i v e rs e the single gruesome dove on the earth, since it wasn’t of the area and wasn’t a dove. And his mom gave beginning to him with out ever having enjoyed. She wasn’t a lady: she was once a suitcase during which he was once despatched from heaven. they usually sought after him, born purely of a mom And with out father he may love and honor, to evangelise goodness and justice! sooner or later while God used to be snoozing And the Holy Spirit used to be flying approximately, He went to the chest of miracles and stole 3. He used the first to make everybody ignorant of his get away. He used the second one to make himself without end human and a toddler. He used the 3rd to make an endlessly crucified Christ Whom he left nailed to the go that’s in heaven And serves because the version for all of the others. Then he fled to the solar And descended at the first ray he may possibly seize. this present day he lives with me in my village.

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