Dejan Stojanovic

Dejan Stojanovic was born in Pec, Kosovo (the former Yugoslavia), in 1959. Although a lawyer by education, he has never practiced law and instead became a journalist. He is a poet, essayist, philosopher, and businessman and published six critically acclaimed books of poetry in Serbia: Circling, The Sun Watches the Sun, The Sign and Its Children, The Shape, The Creator, and Dance of Time. In 1986, as a young writer, he was recognized among 200 writers at the Bor (former Yugoslavia) Literary Festival. He also received the prestigious Rastko Petrovic Award from the Society of Serbian Writers for his book of interviews with major European and American artists and writers. In addition to poetry and prose, he has worked as a correspondent for the Serbian weekly magazine Pogledi (Views). His book of interviews from 1990 to 1992 in Europe and America, entitled Conversations, included interviews with several major American writers, including Nobel Laureate Saul Bellow, Charles Simic, and Steve Tesic. He has been living in Chicago since 1990.

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Absolute equals nothingness.Rate it:
A smiling lie is a whirlwind, easy to enter, but hard to escape.Rate it:
A star needs a star.Rate it:
A word into the silence thrown always finds its echo somewhere where silence opens hidden lexicons.Rate it:
Absolute is a game with only one player where Absolute forgets itself so it would have a reason to fulfill the motion while returning.Rate it:
After Homer and Dante, is a whole century of creating worth one Shakespeare?Rate it:
Arrival in the world is really a departure and that, which we call departure, is only a return.Rate it:
Before the first before and after the last after, there is night waiting.Rate it:
Christ did not ask or want to be what he was not.Rate it:
Creating means living.Rate it:
Darkness does not age; nothing is always nothing.Rate it:
Stars are only the rain of the Absolute.Rate it:
A big desire is not enough to meet the expectations of lost dreams.Rate it:
A breeze, a forgotten summer, a smile, all can fit into a storefront window.Rate it:
A hidden spark of the dream sleeps in the forest and waits in the celestial spheres of the brain.Rate it:
Accidents are not accidents but precise arrivals at the wrong right time.Rate it:
All swallows all. Life must eat life to survive.Rate it:
Although all days are equally long regardless of the season, some days are long not only seasonally but by rewards they offer.Rate it:
Art is apotheosis; often, the complaint of beauty.Rate it:
Based on the law of probability, everything is possible because the sheer existence of possibility confirms the existence of impossibility.Rate it:
Burning the witch Giordano Bruno is one more wound inflicted on Christ’s body.Rate it:
Color is the overpowering of black; white – the final victory over black.Rate it:
Come out from within yourself, speak out.Rate it:
Cosmos is God, who whispered the syllable of life.Rate it:
Courage is more important than to be deceived by shallow victory waiting for a delayed defeat.Rate it:
Creators of history always play with our impotence and our ignorance.Rate it:
Devil and God are two sides of the same face.Rate it:
Disease often comes with a smiling face.Rate it:
Don’t pay attention to those who offer too much.Rate it:
Dreams are our only geography—our native land.Rate it:
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Is that all?Rate it:
Either all lights are turned off or one inner light is missing.Rate it:
Every thought about death takes a moment of life away.Rate it:
Everybody talks, but there is no conversation.Rate it:
For a moment at least, be a smile on someone else’s face.Rate it:
Holy books are an insult to a God with good intentions.Rate it:
I wanted to write the most beautiful poem But that is impossible; The world has written its own.Rate it:
In the essence of truth lies deceit. Deceit dispels the boredom of the Absolute.Rate it:
Procreation annihilates eternity.Rate it:
Serious affairs and history are carefully laid snares for the uninformed. Serious affairs and history are carefully laid snares for the uninformed.Rate it:
Strangers are endearing because you don’t know them yet.Rate it:
There are countless circles of hell; believers never penetrate the ninth circle.Rate it:
There can be no forced inspiration.Rate it:
Without space, there is no time.Rate it:
A word only writes its night and rides its dream.Rate it:
All dust is the same dust. Temporarily separated to go peacefully and enjoy the eternal nap.Rate it:
Although personal calling I sense—who am I? even if I am, I don't know.Rate it:
And this that you call solitude is in fact a big crowd.Rate it:
And what does infinity mean to you? Are you not infinity and yourself?Rate it:
Be aware of the high notes, of the blissful faces and their soft messages, and listen for the silent message of a highly decorated gift.Rate it:
Beauty is a cheap word, but beauty remains priceless.Rate it:
Beyond all vanities, fights, and desires, omnipotent silence lies.Rate it:
Busy with the ugliness of the expensive success we forget the easiness of free beauty lying sad right around the corner, only an instant removed, unnoticed and squandered.Rate it:
Death swallows death.Rate it:
Deliver thunder, God, if you choose not to talk.Rate it:
Description is a story well told already; experience offers truth.Rate it:
Different languages, the same thoughts; servant to thoughts and their masters.Rate it:
Digressions are part of harmony, deviations too.Rate it:
Do not look too far for you will see nothing.Rate it:
Dream by making and make by dreaming.Rate it:
Earth is the source of light.Rate it:
Either you will be you or you will not be at all.Rate it:
Entering a cell, penetrating deep as a flying saucer to find a new galaxy would be an honorable task for a new scientist interested more in the inner state of the soul than in outer space.Rate it:
Eternity is a glorious word but eternity is ice.Rate it:
Even great men bow before the Sun; it melts hubris into humility.Rate it:
Even if you are alone you wage war with yourself.Rate it:
Every man needs his Siren to check his courage and strength when he hears her song in his travels through the unknown.Rate it:
Every scent is the sun’s scent.Rate it:
Every star was once darker than the night, before it awoke.Rate it:
Everything and nothing are the same in the Absolute.Rate it:
Everything that looks too perfect is too perfect to be perfect.Rate it:
Existence is the end of endless eternity without a beginning or an end.Rate it:
Faith is a question of eyesight; even the blind can see that.Rate it:
Fly without wings; dream with open eyes.Rate it:
For a game, you don’t need a teacher.Rate it:
Forget decorated generals, tell me about Private Ryan.Rate it:
From everything, nothing looks to nothing.Rate it:
From nothing comes everything.Rate it:
From one bell all the bells toll.Rate it:
From what you didn’t say, lies that you did say.Rate it:
From whichever side I start, I think I am in an old place where others have been before me.Rate it:
Get close to grass and you’ll see a star.Rate it:
Get out, but don't cause unneeded accidents.Rate it:
God always remains silent.Rate it:
God is a cloud from which rain fell.Rate it:
God is busy and has no time for you.Rate it:
Good is not always good.Rate it:
Great poets are great copy editors.Rate it:
He confided his deepest secret to you; be always wary of his secret.Rate it:
He did not profess to anybody how to reach others without professing.Rate it:
He did not waste time in a vain search for a place in history.Rate it:
He had an answer to almost everything and he retired at an early age.Rate it:
He thought others were small; that was his greatness.Rate it:
He tries to find the exit from himself but there is no door.Rate it:
He will understand when it is too late that it is easier to love.Rate it:
Heavenly bodies are nests of invisible birds.Rate it:
His Highness was always confident in his statements, especially about what he viewed for the first time.Rate it:
History will be erased in the universal purgatory.Rate it:
How alive is thought, invisible, yet without thought there is no sight.Rate it:
How does one say something new and not retell?Rate it:
How many unuttered words died in the heads of those for whom a word was too expensive.Rate it:
I can see myself before myself—a being through dark scenery.Rate it:
I fly through memory to find a newborn love.Rate it:
I imagined I was God for a millisecond and became speechless for a long time.Rate it:
I lose faith in mathematics, logical and rigid. What with those that even zero doesn’t accept?Rate it:
I recreate myself; that is my only power.Rate it:
I visited many places, some of them quite exotic and far away, but I always returned to myself.Rate it:
If an ancient man saw planes two thousand years ago, he would've thought they were birds or angels from another world.Rate it:
If birth is a manifestation of life, death is another.Rate it:
If emptiness is empty, how can something be borne or awaken from it?Rate it:
If emptiness is endless, then everything rests in emptiness.Rate it:
If unjustified, ambition kills value, eats its own life, kills someone else's desire to fly, cuts their wings, sucks their air.Rate it:
If what we think of ourselves were true, the planet would overflow with geniuses. They blossomed; they did not talk about blossoming. They grew; they did not talk about growing.Rate it:
If you are good, they say you are weak.Rate it:
If you could have walked on the planet before humans lived here, maybe the Ivory Coast would have seemed more beautiful than La Côte d'Azur.Rate it:
In an endless silence even screams sound silent.Rate it:
In every moment the past is born and the present flows into the future, taking the moment that already passed.Rate it:
In every sound sleeps the silence.Rate it:
In greatness, life and death merge.Rate it:
In the end, the world returns to a grain.Rate it:
In the lie of truth lies the truth.Rate it:
In trying to be perfect, he perfected the art of anonymity.Rate it:
Infinity is the end. End without infinity is but a new beginning.Rate it:
Into the day as by dream I swim to the music of nourished meaning.Rate it:
Is it possible to write a poem or are these words just screams of outlaws exiled to the desert?Rate it:
It is beautiful to express love and even more beautiful to feel it.Rate it:
It is beautiful to talk about beautiful things and even more beautiful to silently gaze at them.Rate it:
It is easy to see the glow but hard to recognize the awakening of silence.Rate it:
It is futile to spend time telling stories about the fleetness of each day.Rate it:
It is vain futility to analyze the algebra of time.Rate it:
It’s not easy to write a poem about a poem.Rate it:
Knighthood lies above eternity; it doesn’t live off fame, but rather deeds.Rate it:
Life eats life to live.Rate it:
Life into death—life’s other shape, no rupture, only crossing.Rate it:
Life is only a flicker of melted ice.Rate it:
Long ago an uncalled rain fell and a called-upon God stayed equally distant.Rate it:
Long ago we conquered our passions looking at ourselves in the mirror of eternity.Rate it:
Love is almost never simple.Rate it:
Mathematics doesn’t care about those beyond the numbers.Rate it:
My feelings are too loud for words and too shy for the world.Rate it:
My mathematics is simple: one plus one = one.Rate it:
Nature is an outcry, unpolished truth; the art—a euphemism—tamed wilderness.Rate it:
Neither alive nor dead; no one lets up, no one wins.Rate it:
New Rome will be destroyed by the attacks of new vandals.Rate it:
New vandals will destroy what former vandals failed to abolish.Rate it:
Nothing is inanimate; what is the rest is our interpretation.Rate it:
Nothing is made, nothing disappears. These are the old truths. The same changes, at the same places, never stopping.Rate it:
Nothing is part of everything.Rate it:
Nothing reminds us of an awakening more than rain.Rate it:
Now that we are all so smart, we don’t easily find resolutions.Rate it:
Oblivion cures the old wounds.Rate it:
Omnipotence and omniscience are the end of power and knowledge.Rate it:
One hand I extend into myself, the other toward others.Rate it:
Our desire to say more grows bigger and what to say about it, except that saying is not always about saying, growing is not always about growing.Rate it:
Our eternity is not real; it resembles us; it is our own invention; its scent is vanity.Rate it:
Perfection seems sterile; it is final, no mystery in it; it's a product of an assembly line.Rate it:
Pose your questions to people and you will get countless useless answers.Rate it:
Possible impossibility emerges from an impossible possibility, or possibly, impossible possibility blooms from the impossibly possible impossibility.Rate it:
Possible is more a matter of attitude, a matter of decision, to choose among the impossible possibilities, when one sound opportunity becomes a possible solution.Rate it:
Pretense cannot sustain blind power.Rate it:
Say No! Accept the burdens of revenge.Rate it:
Senses empower limitations, senses expand vision within borders, senses promote understanding through pleasure.Rate it:
Since nothing is absolute, there is no absolute silence, only an appearance of temporary peace.Rate it:
Since there is no real silence, silence will contain all the sounds, all the words, all the languages, all knowledge, all memory.Rate it:
Sound unbound by nature becomes bounded by art.Rate it:
Statesmen are grocers, ambitious clowns.Rate it:
Sun is a hearthstone, a merry-go-round of extinguished hearthstones.Rate it:
Teaching others, he corrected himself.Rate it:
Tell me something only you know and make a new friend.Rate it:
The deeper thought is, the taller it becomes.Rate it:
The eyesight for an eagle is what thought is to a man.Rate it:
The farther away, the closer the home becomes.Rate it:
The game itself is bigger than the winning.Rate it:
The holy world glows like a lightening bug.Rate it:
The light teaches you to convert life into a festive promenade.Rate it:
The most complicated skill is to be simple.Rate it:
The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths.Rate it:
The universe is God’s son.Rate it:
The world cannot be translated; it can only be dreamed of and touched.Rate it:
The world contained in a seed is determined by its program.Rate it:
The world is a fairy tale; we are its guardians.Rate it:
The world is a navy in an empty ocean.Rate it:
The world is always open, waiting to be discovered.Rate it:
The world is God’s salvation.Rate it:
There are many secrets; don’t try to resolve them all.Rate it:
There are no clear borders, only merging invisible to the sight.Rate it:
There are no winners in real games.Rate it:
There is a moonlight note in the Moonlight Sonata; there is a thunder note in an angry sky.Rate it:
There is another alphabet, whispering from every leaf, singing from every river, shimmering from every sky.Rate it:
There is no born lover, there is no born Don Juan, for we are all lovers.Rate it:
There is no competition of sounds between a nightingale and a violin.Rate it:
There is nobody to wake up eternal seekers.Rate it:
There is only as much space, only as much time, only as much desire, only as many words, only as many pages, only as much ink to accept all of us at light-speed hurrying into the Promised Land of oblivion that is waiting for us sooner or later.Rate it:
There is something perfect to be found in the imperfect: the law keeps balance through the juxtaposition of beauty, which gains perfection through nurtured imperfection.Rate it:
They are both spectacular, life and death.Rate it:
They will smile, as they always do when they plan a major attack late in the night.Rate it:
This dwarf still observes the world from his own self-imposed height.Rate it:
Those who hate rain hate life.Rate it:
Through a forest of challenges, thought moves and squirms, resisting beguilements; if it endures, it emerges pure.Rate it:
Through words to the meaning of thoughts with no words.Rate it:
To accomplish the perfect perfection, a little imperfection helps.Rate it:
To come to nothing through something is the way to outside from both sides.Rate it:
To cut and tighten sentences is the secret of mastery.Rate it:
To dream on occasion is not dreaming; to love on occasion is not love.Rate it:
To expect to be kissed having bad breath is the secret of a fool.Rate it:
To go against the grain is the secret of bravery.Rate it:
To go where no one else has ever gone before is the secret of heroism.Rate it:
To hide feelings when you are near crying is the secret of dignity.Rate it:
To jump over centuries in one step is impossible. Jump too high or far, you’ll be way too late.Rate it:
To keep the air fresh among words is the secret of verbal cleanliness.Rate it:
To leave out beautiful sunsets is the secret of good taste.Rate it:
To not say all that can be said is the secret of discipline and economy.Rate it:
To risk life to save a smile on a face of a woman or a child is the secret of chivalry.Rate it:
To say more while saying less is the secret of being simple.Rate it:
To the knights of faith nobody believes.Rate it:
To transform a grimace into a sound sounds impossible, yet it is possible to transform a vision into music, to go outside an enslaved personality, to become impersonal by transforming into sand, into water, into light.Rate it:
To understand possible means to understand impossible.Rate it:
To write good poems is the secret of brevity.Rate it:
Too often, feelings arrive too soon, waiting for thoughts that often come too late.Rate it:
Total knowledge is annihilation of the desire to see, to touch, to feel the world sensed only through senses and immune to the knowledge without feeling.Rate it:
Truth is hard-hearted and unrelenting, too clear, precise; a lie is much more imaginative.Rate it:
Trying too hard to be too good, even when trying to be bad, is too good for the bad, too bad for the good.Rate it:
Two forces create eternity – a fairy tale and a dream from the fairy tale.Rate it:
Unborn eternity does not die; existence is dying and falls asleep in the eternity beyond existence.Rate it:
Universe is the Sun watching its own self.Rate it:
Vandals listen only when others are stronger. If vandals are equal or stronger, their word is the last word.Rate it:
We built tall buildings, but we have not become any taller.Rate it:
We don’t know anything about silent sages, buried knowledge, the eye of the mute poet, serene seers, yet how many talkative destroyers, prophets and ideologues, teachers and beautifiers there are on the other side.Rate it:
We forget old stories, but those stories remain the same.Rate it:
We hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness.Rate it:
We like to admit to only that which already glows, although it is nobler to support brightness before it glows, not afterwards.Rate it:
We love the imperfect shapes in nature and in the works of art, look for an intentional error as a sign of the golden key and sincerity found in true mastery.Rate it:
We measure everything by ourselves with almost a necessary conceit.Rate it:
We need knew knights, but without swords.Rate it:
We traveled long and forgot why poetry was invented.Rate it:
We will go far away, to nowhere, to conquer, to fertilize until we become tired. Then we will stop and there will be our home.Rate it:
What we call life is only talk of nature.Rate it:
What you gain here, you lose on the other side.Rate it:
What you spend, you save.Rate it:
Whatever others may say, they say it to deceive and comfort themselves, not help you.Rate it:
When all is lost, there is still a memory.Rate it:
When everything hurries everywhere, nothing goes anywhere.Rate it:
When following God, Zero we never find.Rate it:
When he is most powerful, nothing does he become.Rate it:
When I want to be reminded of stupidity, especially my own, I turn on the TV.Rate it:
When magic through nerves and reason passes, imagination, force, and passion will thunder. The portrait of the world is changed.Rate it:
When the long bygone Lee Po wanted to say something, he could do it with only a few words.Rate it:
When the star dies, its eye closes; tired of watching, it flies back to its first bright dream.Rate it:
When there is noise and crowds, there is trouble; when everything is silent and perfect, there is just perfection and nothing to fill the air.Rate it:
When within yourself you find the road, the right road will open.Rate it:
Wherever I go, I run into myself.Rate it:
Wherever there is somebody else, a war is not far away.Rate it:
While gazing at myself from yourself, I was beautiful.Rate it:
While the world sleeps, darkness and silence are awake.Rate it:
Why poetry, you ask? Because of life, I answer.Rate it:
Will the day tell its secret before it disappears, becomes timeless night.Rate it:
With me: one minus one = one; with you: it’s zero. Here lies the only difference.Rate it:
With open eyes, you watch; with closed eyes, you see.Rate it:
Without nothing, everything would be nothing.Rate it:
Without pleasure there is no sight or measure.Rate it:
Words rich in meaning can be cheap in sound effects.Rate it:
You are hurrying to the sweet place, to the nonsense chasing your spirit and in the nonsense you look for answers.Rate it:
You don’t know anything, but I know even less.Rate it:
You mark and celebrate errors, transforming failures into successes.Rate it:
You not only are hunted by others, you unknowingly hunt yourself.Rate it:
Your head is a lit chamber.Rate it:

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