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.)
- A New Friend
- Dancing of Sounds
- A Star Deep In the Mind
- Don Quixote
- Being Late
- A Woman in the Garden of Light
- Task of a Poet
- A Night Worth a Life
- All Women in One
- Dream within the Dream in the Dream of E...
- An Omnipotent Eye
- A Man and the Sea
- My Other Self
- Bright Moments
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.