Dejan Stojanovic

There can be no forced inspiration, But there can be mergers with the world There can be a flowing of feelingsQuiet, yet overwhelming Flying outside to uniteFlying inside to find The melody of the momentWhen the yellow corona appears on the horizon And blue light appears over the mountainAnd the world becomes mellow Hospitable and generous, And you fly into the heart of the mountain To find an egg of an unborn birdAble to break out and fly as a newborn eagle Dejan Stojanovic, Paris, May 1990...Read Full Story

The Sun Watches Itself (Sunce sebe gleda), Dejan Stojanovic The second collection of Dejan Stojanovic’s verse, “The Sun is Watching Itself,” is covered by a metaphysical and philosophical veil. Eleven segments are connected by these two abstract approaches and by such key images as a circle, suggesting infinity, and silence, reflecting space and eternity. The circle serves as a powerful symbol and a device of the perpetual in this poetry: “the end without endlessness is only a new beginning...Read Full Story

The Nobel Prize in Literature 1976Saul Bellow and Dejan Stojanovic, Chicago, 1992Reflections with Saul BellowThis interview was conducted at the University of Chicago in the spring of 1992 and published in January 1993, in the Serbian magazine Views. Mr. Bellow expressed a desire to receive a copy of the interview, but one was never sent to him, because for technical reasons—translation, publication etc. the process took much more time than expected and the author of the interview felt uneasy...Read Full Story

Dejan StojanovicDejan Stojanovic, The Sun Watches Itself, 1999The second collection of Dejan Stojanovic's verse, "The Sun is Watching Itself," is covered by a metaphysical and philosophical veil. Eleven segments are connected by these two abstract approaches and by such key images as a circle, suggesting infinity, and silence, reflecting space and eternity. The circle serves as a powerful symbol and a device of the perpetual in this poetry: "the end without endlessness is only a new beginning...Read Full Story

To hear never-heard sounds, To see never-seen colors and shapes, To try to understand the imperceptible Power pervading the world; To fly and find pure ethereal substances That are not of matter But of that invisible soul pervading reality. To hear another soul and to whisper to another soul; To be a lantern in the darkness Or an umbrella in a stormy day; To feel much more than know. To be the eyes of an eagle, slope of a mountain; To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon; To be a...Read Full Story