Attributed to Pessoa

Attributed to Pessoa


There are memories

and there are memories

that aren’t yours;

There are days in the Sun

and there are days

when you weren’t there;

There is music you listened to

and there are melodies

which you’ve never heard;

There are tears

and there are tears you shed

for someone you never knew;

There are futures

and there are your futures

none of which will come to pass.

5 thoughts on “Attributed to Pessoa

  1. Amita Paul

    Autopsychography
    BY FERNANDO PESSOA
    TRANSLATED BY EDOUARD RODITI
    The poet is a man who feigns
    And feigns so thoroughly, at last
    He manages to feign as pain
    The pain he really feels,

    And those who read what once he wrote
    Feel clearly, in the pain they read,
    Neither of the pains he felt,
    Only a pain they cannot sense.

    And thus, around its jolting track
    There runs, to keep our reason busy,
    The circling clockwork train of ours
    That men agree to call a heart.

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  2. Amita Paul

    Excellent poetry.
    Much larger in scope than mere existential ennui.
    A befitting tribute to Pessoa .

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  3. VijayNair

    Pessoa,the Portuguese literary genius,was a man of many heteronyms.This poem captures the essence of Pessoa’s thoughts.

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  4. Pushmaotee Subrun

    A different approach taken in this analytical great poem,’ Attributed to Pessoa’, the great poet…

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