Biography of 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:
'The Sun Watches Itself, '
'The Sign and Its Children, '
'The Shape, '
'The Creator, '
'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 intellectuals.
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 to1992 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.
Dejan Stojanovic's Works:
'Circling' ('Krugovanje', Narodna knjiga, Alfa, Beograd, three editions,1993,1998. and 2000.)
'The Sun Watches Itself' ('Sunce sebe gleda', NIP Knjizevna rec, Beograd,1999.)
'The Sign and Its Children' ('Znak i njegova deca', Prosveta, Beograd,2000.)
'The Creator' ('Tvoritelj', Narodna knjiga, Beograd,2000.)
'The Shape' ('Oblik', Gramatik, Podgorica,2000.)
'Dance of Time' ('Ples vremena', Konras, Beograd,2007.)
'Conversations' ('Razgovori', NIP Knjizevna rec, Beograd,1999. A book of interviews with major European and American artists and writers.)
Dejan Stojanovic Poems
A New Friend
Tell me something less significant, Something about our biology, for instance, About what you hear while sitting under the tree, About lonely lions in the prairies;
Dancing of Sounds
There is a moonlight note In the Moonlight Sonata; There is a thunder note In an angry sky.
A Star Deep In the Mind
I see a new star on the horizon; It's not the Morning Star; It's a star without light. This star without the light is the brightest
From where do simplicity and ease In the movement of heavenly bodies derive? It is precision. Sun is never late to rise upon the Earth,
We dream and fight With demons real and imagined; We only live if we dream; We grow from our dreams,
All Women in One
You shall not stop or hesitate and sway Until you pass through the forest, And compare the beauty of the summer's day and night— Until you arrive in your own Ithaca.
Task of a Poet
To hear never-heard sounds, To see never-seen colors and shapes, To try to understand the imperceptible Power pervading the world;
A Woman in the Garden of Light
To find the hidden place Longing freely to explore Break obstacles and recognize Invisible sparks emanating
An Omnipotent Eye
Singers pass but a song lives Feeding the eternal flame New minds, burning
A Night Worth a Life
I see you new tonight. Thoughts on fire Burn and scream— New you are, tonight.
A Man and the Sea
Our world hides in the hospitable sea, Murmurs tirelessly the forgotten song, Tells the same story in a same way, Listens to itself, indifferent to you,
Dream within the Dream in the Dream of E...
In the dream, Homer, Lucretius, Virgil, Ovid, Dante, Shakespeare, Edgar Allan Poe, and Robert Frost meditate in the Kingdom by the sea and want to know if they found Eldorado. Shall I compare you to the summer's night My beautiful Anabel Lee?
There can be no forced inspiration, But there can be mergers with the world There can be a flowing of feelings
My Other Self
I am your slave, desire, I am your slave, pride, I am your slave, vice, I am your slave, success.
A word into the silence thrown
Always finds its echo somewhere
Where silence opens hidden lexicons
And words fly back
Only into silence to arrive
At just about the right instant.