One day...
March 8, 1914... It was the
triumphant day of my life:...
What followed was the appearence
of someone in me... Alberto
Caeiro. Forgive the absurdity of
the sentence: In me there
appeared my Master.
(Fernando
Pessoa, in a letter to Adolfo
Casais Monteiro)
My Master
Caeiro wasn't a Pagan: He was
paganism. Ricardo Reis is a
pagan, António Mora is a pagan,
I am a pagan, Fernando Pessoa
himself would be a pagan in
character, António Mora is a
pagan intelectually, I am a
pagan by virtue
of my
rebelliousness, that is, my
temperament. In Caeiro, there is
no explanation for his paganism:
there's consubstantiaton...
(Álvaro
de Campos, from
«Notes on
the Memory of My Master Caeiro»)
~
Caeiro,
like Whitman, leaves me perplexe.
We are thrown off our critical
attitude by so extraordinary a
phenomenon. We have never seen
anything like it. Even after
Whitman, Caeiro is strange
terribly, appallingly new. Even
in our age, when we believe
nothing can astonish us or shout
novelty at us, Caeiro does
astonish and does breath novelty.
To be able to do this in an age
like ours is the definitive and
final proof of his genius...Alberto
Caeiro is reported to have
regretted the name of 'sensationism'
which a disciple of his - a
rather queer disciple, it is
true - Mr. Álvaro de Campos gave
to his attitude and to the
attitude he created. If Caeiro
protested against the word as
possibly something to indicate a
"school", like futurism, for
instance, he was right...
(Ricardo
Reis, in a English preface to
Alberto's Caeiro poems)
~
from the
book «Poems
of Fernando Pessoa»,
translated and edited by Edwin
Honig and Susan M. Brown, City
Lights