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To
understand the greatest Portuguese symbolist poet, Camilo Pessanha,
who lived in Macau, one must recall one of his verses: I saw the light
in a lost country.
For him China was the lost country, too far away to
be understood by others, away from the self-exile imposed after a lost
love back in Portugal. |
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There
are still many ancient and restored buildings like the Diocese, the
Cathedral and the surrounding buildings to understand the 1910's and 20's.
This is part of what was called the Christian city, very close to
the pagan city inhabited by the Chinese community. |
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Very
close, just a few steps away, an old Chinese Family house still exists
with its grey brick façade. |
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The interiors are
wisely lit by windows that connect to patios and yards where family life
used to flow. |
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Yards
were lit from above while the main hall was destined to be the reception
room. |
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Early
preparations and tests showing the reclining chair that spoke of
dreams and opium...and poetry. |
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There
is no beginning or end to opium that Camilo smoked. A metaphor is
used with a cigarette and its smoke. |
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Different scenes show
different aspects to the soliloquy on memories of the poet and ghost
Camilo. |
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TO THE TEMPLE SCENE |
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