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 field… - Fernando Pessoa

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Engraved portrait of Fernando Pessoa, facing right

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.

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About Fernando Pessoa

Fernando Pessoa (13 June 1888 – 30 November 1935) was a Portuguese poet and writer, most of whose work was published posthumously. He wrote frequently under heteronyms, alter egos with developed personalities, biographies, jobs, habits, attitudes, addresses, etc., who sometimes quoted and interacted with each other and other people.

Portrait adapted from Wikimedia Commons, S.A. e Maria José de Lencastre (Public domain / CC0)

Also Known As

Pen Names: Alberto Caeiro Álvaro de Campos Ricardo Reis Bernardo Soares
Native Name: Fernando António Nogueira Pessoa
Alternative Names: Fernando Antonio Nogueira Pessoa

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