Tag Archives: Fernando Pessoa

The Flight of the Bird Passing X: Poems of Fernando Pessoa

Posted on June 3, 2020 by randomyriad

There are sicknesses worse then sicknesses   There are sicknesses worse than sicknesses, There are pains that do not ache,  not even in the soul, Yet are more painful than all the others. These are anxietes dreamed of more real … Continue reading →

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The Flight of the Bird Passing IX: Poems of Fernando Pessoa

Posted on June 2, 2020 by randomyriad

This   They say I fake or lie In everything I write No, it’s simply that With me imagination Feeds — I don’t use The heart.   All I dream or go through All I fail or lose out On, … Continue reading →

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The Flight of the Bird Passing VIII: Poems of Fernando Pessoa

Posted on June 1, 2020 by randomyriad

Beyond God    1. The Abyss   I watch the Tagus in such a way That my watching forgets I’m watching And suddenly this strikes me Against my daydreaming — What is it, river-being flowing? What is it, my-being-here and … Continue reading →

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The Flight of the Bird Passing VII: Poems of Fernando Pessoa

Posted on May 31, 2020 by randomyriad

I only ask the gods to grant me   I only ask the gods to grant me That I nothing of them. Happiness is a burden, Good Fortune a yoke, Both bespeaking to secure a state, Not composed or discomposed, … Continue reading →

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The Flight of the Bird Passing VI: Poems of Fernando Pessoa

Posted on May 25, 2020 by randomyriad

Recalling who I was , I see somebody else   Recalling who I was, I see somebody else. In memory the past becomes the present.      Who I was is somebody I love,      Yet only in a … Continue reading →

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