Tag Archives: Reality

THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – XXIII

Posted on November 24, 2018 by Fernando Pessoa

My blue eyes are like the sky Which is calm like water in the sunlight. It is so, blue and calm, Because we don’t interrogate not even in astonishment…

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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – III

Posted on November 7, 2018 by Fernando Pessoa

At dusk, leaning out of the window, I know at a glance that there are fields ahead. I begin to read until my eyes burn A book by Cesário Verde.

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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – XVa

Posted on September 9, 2018 by Fernando Pessoa

These four songs, I wrote them whilst I was sick. Now they are written I no longer think of them. Let us rejoice, if we can, in our sickness, As we may never find her full health, Like those people … Continue reading →

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SEEING OUR WAY

Posted on April 6, 2018 by David Scanlon

Each time we see our way It feels as though we may Steal away to another world Where happiness is unfurled. Leaving our world that may fall A wholeness of being in us all: During our brief moments flight A … Continue reading →

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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – XLVI

Posted on March 7, 2018 by Fernando Pessoa

In this way or that way, Conforming to the race but not racing, I am able to at times speak my mind, And at times say evil from the melting pot, I will write my poetry without intention, As if … Continue reading →

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