A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe Selected Poems This is the largest and richest volume of poetry by Pessoa available in English It includes generous selections from the three poetic alter egos that the Portuguese writer dubbed heteronyms Alberto Ca

  • Title: A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems
  • Author: Fernando Pessoa Richard Zenith
  • ISBN: 9780143039556
  • Page: 249
  • Format: Paperback
  • This is the largest and richest volume of poetry by Pessoa available in English It includes generous selections from the three poetic alter egos that the Portuguese writer dubbed heteronyms Alberto Caeiro, Ricardo Reis and Alvaro de Campos and from the vast and varied work he wrote under his own name.

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    1. I have in me all the dreams of the world.Álvaro de Campos, “The Tobacco Shop”WarningThis is going to be a long, tedious yet intense review. If you do not feel like reading an endless bunch of nonsense, you may leave now. However, poetry lover, I seriously suggest you this: get this book. As soon as possible. You have not fully lived until you live through the eyes of Pessoa. There. You have been fairly warned. It is not my responsibility, anymore.On June 13, 1888, a whole new world was born [...]

    2. ‘What’s the writing of poetry but a confession that life isn’t enough?What’s art but a way to forget that life is just this?’-Álvaro De CamposFernando Pessoa (1888-1935) was a living literary masterpiece. Writing in Portuguese, French, and English, Pessoa turned out a staggering, and seemingly endless collection of poetry, translations, literary criticisms and numerous essays on politics, religion and philosophy, as well as the highly praised and highly ponderous The Book of Disquiet, [...]

    3. Here I sit, in Fernando Pessoa's Lisbon, and the slant of the rhyme in his verse I see clearly; in his structurally incomplete, sometimes unrevised stanzas, I hear my heart speak incessantly, listening more intently to his heteronym, Alberto Caeiro's, perception of life, enjoying his avoidance of consciousness, and his bask in the subsciouncious. Most likely, Pessoa would not have published this collection in its state, his scholar infers, but like Camus's The First Man, I find refreshment in th [...]

    4. I've no soul left for light to arouse or darkness to smother. I'm nothing but nausea, nothing but reverie, nothing but longing.What I am essentially- behind the involuntary masks of poet, logical reasoner and so forth- is a dramatist. My spontaneous tendency to depersonalization, which I mentioned in my last letter to explain the existence of heteronyms, naturally leads to this definition. And so I do not evolve, I simply JOURNEY. () I continuously change personality, I keep enlarging (and here [...]

    5. Fernando Pessoa is brilliant! It's been a while since I've enjoyed a poetry collection as much as I did this one. He's my new favourite. I loved his snarkiness, his nonchalance, and how accessible his poems were.Nothing- Fernando Pessoa Ah, the soft, soft playing,Like someone about to cry,Of a song that’s wovenOut of artifice and moonlight…Nothing to make us rememberLife.A prelude of courtesiesOr a smile that faded…A cold garden in the distance…And in the soul that finds it,Just the absu [...]

    6. For me, reading poetry is usually something similar to staying up too late watching some documentary series on TV which is kind of interesting, but I know I'm not going to remember any of it once I wake up the next morning. This collection of poems by Fernando Pessoa was very different. Some of these poems I really loved. Others were, it's true, beyond me. That didn't stop me from liking this quite a lot, however. 'Each day you didn't enjoy wasn't yours:You just got through it. Whatever you live [...]

    7. 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.----Love is a company. I no longer know how to walk the roads alone----Hour by hour the ancient face of repeated Beings changes, and hour by hour, Thinking, we get older. Everything passes, unknown, and the knower Who remains knows he knows not. But nothing, Aware or unaware, returns. Equals, therefore, of what isn’t our equal, Le [...]

    8. A Little Review of Pessoa's Poems: Selected BlabberingsAfter The Book of Disquiet and his Selected ProseMy indecisive, autumnal fingers choseTo continue the journey into the next universeWhere the hatted man this time drew squiggles in verse.Pessoa: Seeing Double was the cover picture titleA lovely prelude to the many-faceted recital.Also before the poems were a zenith-like 50 pagesA personable introduction to the voices from past ages.The first poet I encountered was Caeiro, The MasterWhose wor [...]

    9. Fernando Pessoa might well be the single-most beautifully tragic figure in literature that I can think of. I know that's a big call to make, given literature seems to attract tragedy but Pessoa is a special case. I can't recommend him enough and this collection here is a wonderful little compilation of works from his many different personas. I'd go into detail about the man and his many heteronyms but I fear that would detract from the overall point I'm trying to make here, which is: Please chec [...]

    10. actual rating: 3.5‎‫‏‬My beloved poet and writer Fernando Pessoa!You broke my heart twice!First, because I fell in love with you when I read your amazing Book of Disquiet - and I thought of naming you 'My All-Time Favorite Writer' instead of Fyodor Dostoyevsky.Second, because I got truly disappointed in you when I read this collection of your poems! I admit that I don't like poetry that much, but I expected to read an AMAZING collection of poems (MAYBE I COULD BLAME THE TRANSLATOR?). I l [...]

    11. I was drownedand no, I didn't try to clasp a bunch of reasons to hold me back.I let my lungs get filled with the nothingness of everything.I went down, down, deep down.went with the gravity of your nonchalance.I landed at the bottom of your worldwhere starting and ending means the same.where philosophy has no nameand thinking means to cease existing.There I found you.A name with many personsO multiple existences,You have a heart a little larger than the entire Universe.

    12. DarknessWho will find me when IClose my eyes in the depth ofDarkness, who will lift mySoul when it's drowning in the night.I'm afraid to close my eyes, I'm afraidTo enter the deepness of that forgetfulness And get utterly lost, without light mySoul is clueless and my eyes are blind.But what, as a soul, can I do butWander aimlessly in blindingDarkness, darkness that engulfs myEmotions, darkness that stifles my thoughts.And in the light, my soul is justAs aimless, just as powerless, just asLost, f [...]

    13. Very monastic. Couldn't say philosophical, but that's probably the most accurate. It's spiritual, but not. It, really, makes you want to join a monastery. It made me think of the Baron of Arizona when Vincent Price is doing field work and says he prefers field work. Sure, he was being a swindler, there, but there was still something genuine. Vincent Price knew how to fake a real love for the world. Pessoa, in a sense, acted something akin to a swindler with his heteronyms. I guess it's like a si [...]

    14. I am still not sure what blows my mind more - the poetry itself or all the alter egos of Fernando Pessoa. Absolutely brilliant in every possible way.///Come, ancient and unchanging Night,Queen Night who was born dethroned,Night inwardly equal to silence, NightWith sequin-stars that flickerIn your dress fringed by Infinity.Come faintly,Come softly,Come alone, solemn, with hands hangingAt your sides, come()Come lull us,Come cuddle us,Kiss us softly on the forehead,So gently on the forehead we woul [...]

    15. I don't read full books of poetry often, and that goes double for translated poetry. This was my first attempt at Pessoa's poetry-proper -- I'd read The Book of Disquiet before, and I don't think that counts, really, but if it does, this is my first attempt at Pessoa's verse, as he uses his multiple-personality approach to write in any damn way he sees fit. Some of these heteronyms are delightful, and others are downright obnoxious, as you might expect (although the obnoxious ones are self-consc [...]

    16. The reason that I have given this five stars while the Grove Fernando Pessoa and Co.: Selected Poems only four is simply due to size. This contains about twice as many poems as the Grove as well as a much more sizable portion being focused on Pessoa's poetry in his own name. Both collections are translated by Richard Zenith and have absolutely fantastic introductions. The Penguin also contains a detailed chronology of Pessoa's life and work. A reason to buy both collections, which I strongly rec [...]

    17. pessoa kept quite a crowd inside him, writing under various aliases with distinct biographies (a plainspoken farmer, a morphine-addicted sailor) along with markedly different poetic styles, ranging from constrained victorian verse to whitmanesque flights of fancy. they even commented on each others' work in literary journalst surprisingly, what they all share with fernando pessoa (another name he wrote under, with inventions of its own) is a desire to break loose of the scaffolding that creates [...]

    18. My first encounter with Pessoa was probably a photocopy in one of Hoa Nguyen's workshops, followed by the Exact Change edition of The Book of Disquiet. I acquired another collection on the way (somewhere in the San Antonio library which I mean my parents' house), but didn't really get into it.It was poetry, so I was left (somewhat daftly) thinking that I liked Pessoa for his prose, and for bequeathing to future generations the concept of heteronyms. O, was I ever wrong! This edition is superb. R [...]

    19. It's by Fernando Pessoa, that's a valid reason for me to place the book in my favorite-books shelf.unlike The Book of Disquiet I sensed a sentimental aspect to his poems, especially in the heteronym Ricardo Reis (my favorite after Bernardo Soares) I have to admit that I got a little bit disappointed when I knew Bernardo Soares wasn't included in any part of the book, even though I felt a personal abidance between myself and Ricardo Reis especially in one of his poems:Wanting little, A man has ev [...]

    20. If you haven’t read Pessoa yet, please, don’t start here. This is a hold-all for the leftovers, the b-sides. It’s the parts of his ouvre where Pessoa – modernism’s great underachiever – spreads himself so thin he almost evaporates. Its translator, Richard Zenith, while acutely grasping the paradoxes of the prose (see The Book of Disquiet), writes prosaic poetry. In his earlier collection, Pessoa & Co, he got away with it, just, on the strength of the originals. (The long poem “ [...]

    21. I got to Pessoa because I met a wealthy businessman who I suppose to ask for his successful experiences, instead, we talked Pessoa and his poems. His poems are very philosophical, and his ideas are somehow of the same traits like Susan Sontag's. They both think sensations are more important than reason, because the world and universe itself is for our human being to feel, not to think, and judge. I read those poems in short times, could read them again definitely. Without literature, we cannot b [...]

    22. Though I did find many poems I enjoyed reading, I do not feel any larger affinity for his poesy. I eventually abandoned the book as their was nothing in it to keep my interest and nothing I felt worth more of my time. I am going to continue to look at Pessoa's work, and more of his poetry, but I am afraid he just does not buy me out.

    23. "My heart is the same as it was, the sky and the desert. i failed in what i was, in what i wanted, in what i discovered." I laughed and cried and reeled and then my heart squeezed with many of his poems. Pessoa's unflinching openness with his thoughts and feelings and his dreamy way with prose and words is why I keep coming back to him.

    24. I read this very slow because I really wanted to soak everything in. This is pretty reminiscent to me of Soren Kierkegaard's philosophy, with the multiple fabricated/fictional personalities from which they both write. Their none heteronomous works (as in, written by the author themselves) both have similar themes of despair, anxiety, and the meaning of life in the face of death.I don't mean to value Pessoa off of a comparison to another writer though, because this book was truly remarkable. I st [...]

    25. Reading Pessoa's verse is intoxicating. Ranging from Alberto Caeiro's anti-intellectual faux-naïveté to Ricardo Reis's delicate high lyricism to Alvaro de Campos's Whitman-esque praise of Lisbon and modernity, there seems to be something for everyone in Pessoa's work. I travelled through so many poetic registers during my reading that I was left afterward with a feeling resembling faith. Much of this must be due to Richard Zenith's awesome (and very readable) translation. I would recommend thi [...]

    26. There are anxieties from dreams that are more realThan the ones life brings; there are sensationsFelt only by imagining themThat are more ours than our very own life.There are countless things that existWithout existing, that lastingly existAnd lastingly are ours, they’re us…

    27. i came across this browsing the bookstore and was absolutely blown away by it. Passoa writes as three different people in three different styles and the poems are so fresh and good in the way the best poems are. . . deceptive in their simpleness.

    28. "Come on! Forward!Even if God tries to stop us, let's go forward doesn't matterLet's go forward,Forward, to no place at allInfinity! The Universe! Goal with no goal! What does it matter? Boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!Right now, yes, let's go, straight ahead, boom!Boom!Boom!Hup-hupp-hupp-hupp-hupI want a world without gaps!I want objects to materially touch each other and interpenetrate!I want physical bodies to belong to each other like souls, Not just dynamically but statically too!Open all the [...]

    29. A fascinating Portuguese Poet who split his works into heteronyms and left over 25,000 unpublished works in a trunk after he died. One personality takes up the baton of Walt Whitman, others are deeply philosophical, one is English. I liked the Book of Disquiet better than the poems.

    30. Alberto Caeiro. Ricardo Reis. Alvaro de Campos. Fernando Pessoa. Four extraordinary poets in one person (literally, since Pessoa means person in Portuguese). And then there's also Alexander Search and many others which aren't included in this book. Those of you who aren't familiar with the concept of heteronyms should just google it, understanding the concept is a must when reading or discussing Pessoa. Where do I start? First of all, I'd like to say that The Tobacco Shop, which I consider one o [...]

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