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A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems by Fernando Pessoa
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“Ah! The anguish, the vile rage, the despair
Of not being able to express
With a shout, an extreme and bitter shout,
The bleeding of my heart.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Everything, except boredom, bores me. I’d like, without being calm, to calm down,
To take life every day
Like a medicine—
One of those medicines everybody takes.

I aspired to so much, dreamed so much, That so much so much made me into nothing.
My hands grew cold
From just waiting for the enchantment
Of the love that would warm them up at last.

Cold, empty
Hands.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Yes, everything’s just fine.
It’s all perfectly fine.
Except for one thing: it’s all screwed up.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“I try to say what I feel
Without thinking about what I feel.
I try to place words right next to my idea
So that I won’t need a corridor
Of thought leading to words.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“I have no philosophy, I have senses . . .
If I speak of Nature it’s not because I know what it is
But because I love it, and for that very reason,
Because those who love never know what they love
Or why they love, or what love is.
To love is eternal innocence,
And the only innocence is not to think . .”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“XIII
Lightly, lightly, very lightly
A very light wind passes,
And it goes away just as lightly,
And I don’t know what I’m thinking,
Nor do I wish to know.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Beauty is the name of something that doesn’t exist”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Does a flower really have beauty?
Does a fruit really have beauty?
No: they have only color and form
And existence.
Beauty is the name of something that doesn’t exist
But that I give to things in exchange for the pleasure they
give me.
It means nothing.
So why do I say about things: they’re beautiful?”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“I try to shed what I’ve learned,
I try to forget the way I was taught to remember”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Between your body and my desire for it
Stretches the chasm of you being conscious.
If only I could love and possess you Without you existing or being there!”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“What matters is to be natural and calm
In happiness and in unhappiness,
To feel as if feeling were seeing,
To think as if thinking were walking,
And to remember, when death comes, that each day dies,
And the sunset is beautiful, and so is the night that
remains . . .
That’s how it is and how I want it to be . . .”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“The moon is high up in the sky and it’s spring.
I think of you and within myself I’m complete.

A light breeze comes to me from across the hazy fields.
I think of you and whisper your name. I’m not I: I’m happy.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“I believe in the world as in a daisy,
Because I see it. But I don’t think about it,
Because to think is to not understand.
The world wasn’t made for us to think about it
(To think is to have eyes that aren’t well)
But to look at it and to be in agreement.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“I’m certain, but my certainty is a lie.
To be certain is to not be seeing.
The day after tomorrow doesn’t exist.
This is what exists:
A blue sky that’s a bit hazy and some white clouds on the
horizon,
With a dark smudge underneath, as if they might turn black.
This is what today is,
And since for the time being today is everything, this is
everything.
I might be dead—who knows?—the day after tomorrow,
In which case the storm that will strike the day after
tomorrow
Will be a different storm than it would be if I hadn’t died.
I realize that the storm doesn’t fall from my eyes,
But if I’m no longer in this world, the world will be
different—
There will be one person less—
And the storm, falling in a different world, won’t be the
same storm.
In any case, the storm that’s going to fall will be the one
falling when it falls.

10 JULY 1930”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“VII
From my village I see as much of the universe as can be seen
from the earth,
And so my village is as large as any town,
For I am the size of what I see
And not the size of my height . . .

In the cities life is smaller
Than here in my house on top of this hill.
The big buildings of cities lock up the view,
They hide the horizon, pulling our gaze far away from the
open sky.
They make us small, for they take away all the vastness our
eyes can see,
And they make us poor, for our only wealth is seeing.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Beyond the bend in the road
There may be a well, and there may be a castle,
And there may be just more road.
I don’t know and don’t ask.
As long as I’m on the road that’s before the bend
I look only at the road before the bend,
Because the road before the bend is all I can see.
It would do me no good to look anywhere else
Or at what I can’t see.
Let’s pay attention only to where we are.
There’s only enough beauty in being here and not somewhere else.
If there are people beyond the bend in the road,
Let them worry about what’s beyond the bend in the road.
That, for them, is the road.
If we’re to arrive there, when we arrive there we’ll know.
For now we know only that we’re not there.
Here there’s just the road before the bend, and before the bend
There’s the road without any bend.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Let others take up my madness
And all that went with it.
Without madness what is man
But a healthy beast, A postponed corpse that breeds?”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Were we as we should be,
We wouldn’t need any illusions . . .”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Leave in a complex state of slumber
Your consciousness of science.
Look At your white face in the wine’s red mirror
And then drink the mirror ...and your consciousness”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Dusk shrouds the long and useless day.
Even the hope it denied us crumbles
To nothing . . . Life is a drunken beggar
Holding out his hand to his own shadow.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Yes it’s me, I myself, what I turned out to be, (…) I’m the one here in myself, it’s me. (…) Whatever I was, whatever I wasn’t—it’s all in what I am. Whatever I wanted, whatever I didn’t want—all of this has shaped me. Whatever I loved, or stopped loving—in me it’s the same nostalgia (Álvaro de Campos)”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“There were people who loved me,
There were people I loved.
Today I blushed
Because of who I once was.

I felt ashamed
Of being, here and now,
The one who always dreams
And never steps out,

Ashamed of realizing
That I can have no more
Than this dream of what
I could have been - before.

6 August 1934”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Four times in the false year the false season
Changed, in the immutable course
Of times's progression.
Dryness follows greenness, and greenness dryness,
And no one knows which is first, which
Is last, and they end.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Magnificent"

When will this inner night – the universe – end
And I – my soul – have my day?
When will I wake up from being awake?
I don’t know. The sun shines on high
And cannot be looked at.
The stars coldly blink
And cannot be counted.
The heart beats aloofly
And cannot be heard.
When will this drama without theater
– Or this theater without drama – end
So that I can go home?
Where? How? When?
O cat staring at me with eyes of life, Who lurks in your depths?
It’s Him! It’s him!
Like Joshua he’ll order the sun to stop, and I’ll wake up,
And it will be day.
Smile, my soul, in your slumber!
Smile, my soul: it will be day!”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Calm because I’m unknown, And myself because I’m calm, I want to fill my days With wanting nothing from them.
For those whom wealth touches, Gold irritates the skin. For those on whom fame blows, Life fogs over.
On those for whom happiness Is their sun, night will fall. But those who hope for nothing Are glad for whatever comes.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“I want the good, I want the bad, and in the end I want
nothing.
I toss in bed, uncomfortable on my right side, on my left
side,
And on my consciousness of existing,
I'm universally uncomfortable, metaphysically
uncomfortable,
But what's even worse is my headache.
That's more serious than the meaning of the universe.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“Beyond the bend in the road
There may be a well, and there may be a castle,
And there may be just more road.
I don’t know and don’t ask.
As long as I’m on the road that’s before the bend
I look only at the road before the bend,
Because the road before the bend is all I can see.
It would do me no good to look anywhere else
Or at what I can’t see.
Let’s pay attention only to where we are.
There’s enough beauty in being here and not somewhere else.
If there are people beyond the bend in the road,
Let them worry about what’s beyond the bend in the road.
That, for them, is the road.
If we’re to arrive there, when we arrive there we’ll know.
For now we know only that we’re not there.
Here there’s just the road before the bend, and before the bend
There’s the road without any bend.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
“And I also have the impression—a bit inconsistent,
Like a dream based on jumbled realities—
That I left myself on a seat in the streetcar,
To be found by whoever was going to sit down there next.

And I also have the impression—a bit hazy,
Like a dream one tries to remember on waking up to the dim
light of dawn—
That there’s something better in me than myself.

Yes, I also have the impression—a bit painful,
As of waking up without dreams to a day full of creditors—
That I bungled everything, like tripping on a doormat,
That I got everything wrong, like a suitcase without toilet articles,
That I replaced myself with something at some point in my life.”
Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems