Fernando Pessoa Poems
- I don't know how many souls I ... I don't know how many ...
- I Am Tired I am tired, that is clear, Because, at certain ...
- I Know, I Alone I know, I alone How much it hurts, this ...
- Discontinuous Poems The frightful reality of things Is my ...
- Love is Essential Love is essential. Sex, mere ...
- At Times I Have At times I have happy ideas, Ideas suddenly ...
- If, After I Die If, after I die, they should want to write my...
Fernando Pessoa, born Fernando António Nogueira Pessôa (/pɛˈsoʊə/; Portuguese: [fɨɾˈnɐ̃dw ɐ̃ˈtɔɲju nuˈɣejɾɐ pɨˈsow.wɐ]; June 13, 1888 – November 30, 1935), was a Portuguese poet, writer, literary critic, translator, publisher and philosopher, described as one of the most significant literary figures of the 20th century and one of the greatest poets in the Portuguese language. He also wrote in and translated from English and French.
Pessoa was a prolific writer, and not only under his own name, for he dreamed up approximately seventy-five others. He did not call them pseudonyms because he felt that did not capture their true independent intellectual life and instead called them ... more »
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I don't know how many souls I have
I don't know how many souls I have.
I've changed at every moment.
I always feel like a stranger.
I've never seen or found myself.
From being so much, I have only soul.
A man who has soul has no calm.
A man who sees is just what he sees.
A man who feels is not who he is.
Attentive to what I am and see,
I become them and stop being I.
Each of my dreams and each desire
Belongs to whoever had it, not me.
I am my own landscape,
I watch myself journey -
Various, mobile, and alone.
Here where I am I can't feel myself.
That's why I read, as a ...