[BNP/E3, 31A – 42]

Anamnesis

Somewhere where I shall never live

     A palace garden bowers

Such beauty that dreams of it grieve.

There, lining walks immemorial,

     Great antenatal flowers

My lost life before God, recall.

There was I happy[1] and the child

     That had cool[2] shadows

Wherein to feel |sweetly| exiled.

They took all these true things away.

     Time now’s all[3] meadows,

And so it is[4] always to-day!

                            Fernando Pessoa

 
[1] There /Someone\ was I happy /happy there, someone\
[2] cool /thin\
[3] all /these\
[4] And so it is /I am I,\