Dejan Stojanovic

Rookie - 10 Points (March 11,1959 / Pec, Kosovo (the former Yugoslavia))

Dejan Stojanovic Poems

81. Rain 1/22/2010
82. Reality 2/27/2010
83. Recipe For A Disaster 2/11/2010
84. Robert Frost 2/11/2010
85. Sadness And Happiness 2/22/2010
86. Seagull From Afar 2/10/2010
87. Serious Business 2/4/2010
88. She Is The Spring In You 2/6/2010
89. She Was Always There 2/11/2010
90. Silence Is The Universal Library 1/25/2010
91. Silent Equality 2/11/2010
92. Simplicity 1/23/2010
93. Siren 2/8/2010
94. Song In The Garden 2/8/2010
95. Song Of Elysium 2/8/2010
96. Song Of Light 1/23/2010
97. Song Of The Dream 2/8/2010
98. Song Within A Song 1/23/2010
99. Sorrento 2/25/2010
100. Sound Bombs 2/14/2010
101. Sounds Of Imagination 1/23/2010
102. Sounds Of Life And Love 1/22/2010
103. Sounds Of Love And Hate 2/4/2010
104. Special Feeling 1/22/2010
105. Star 2/9/2010
106. Staying Crazy 1/22/2010
107. Stupidity 2/11/2010
108. Task Of A Poet 1/22/2010
109. The Art Of Love 1/23/2010
110. The Book Of Books 1/27/2010
111. The Kiss Of Light And Darkness 2/22/2010
112. The Land Beyond 2/22/2010
113. The Light From The Mind 2/11/2010
114. The New Sun And The New Moon 2/11/2010
115. The Return 2/11/2010
116. The Sea And The World 2/11/2010
117. The Sky Will Show You The Way 2/9/2010
118. The Source 2/11/2010
119. The Strange Love Song Of T. S. Eliot 1/23/2010
120. The World Is Not Happy Or Sad 2/11/2010
Best Poem of Dejan Stojanovic

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;
Forget decorated generals;
Tell me about Private Ryan,
Tell me something only you know
And make a new friend.

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Being Late

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,
Moon is never late to cause the tides,
Earth is never late to greet the Sun and the Moon;
Thus accidents are not accidents
But precise arrivals at the wrong right time.
Love is almost never simple;

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