"matar as saudades"

"The famous saudade of the Portuguese is a vague and constant desire for something that does not and probably cannot exist, for something other than the present, a turning towards the past or towards the future; not an active discontent or poignant sadness but an indolent dreaming wistfulness" 

A.F.G Bell: In Portugal 1912

“Na verdade
Um homem só se encontra no que perde,
Porque ele abrange o espaço e a eternidade”

“In reality
A man only finds himself in what he looses,
Because he embraces the space and the eternity”

Teixeira de Pascoaes 1920

on a rising tide below the flotsam line
i shall write your name over and over in the sand
as fragile and beautiful as a nautilus shell
i shall stand alone
and wait for the waves to return my love to green seas