Monthly Archives: July 2012

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson (ca. 1857)

Ralph Waldo Emerson

It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson (ca. 1857)

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson (ca. 1857)

Ralph Waldo Emerson

For every minute you are angry you lose sixty seconds of happiness.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson (ca. 1857)

Ralph Waldo Emerson

To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment

Ambition

If unjustified, ambition kills value, eats its own life, kills someone else’s desire to fly, cuts their wings, sucks their air.

Stojanovic, Dejan on ambition
Quote from Quotations Book

The Sun Watches the Sun by Dejan Stojanovic

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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,” claims the poet. Thus, one of the poems bears the title “God and Circle,” symbolizing the perennial search for an exit and the eventual finding of one, which only leads into another circle and to continuous evolution. This prompts Stojanovic to pose the question “Is God himself a Circle?”–implying that God is endless and ever present. Although concise, the poems convey in a powerful and specific manner messages from the triad circle-God-eternity, connected by man’s destiny and the poet’s concept of human life and origins, and of the universe itself. In other words, microcosmic observations lead to macrocosmic revelations and didactic conclusions. The poems seem to teach us what is obvious in the context of common sense, often surprisingly remote to the modern man. In terms of style and format, the author has a coextensional approach; he uses relatively simple expressions and words in an interplay of brilliant meanings that bring about highly complex but easily readable structures. If elegance is represented by simplicity, then these are some of the most elegant verses imaginable; unadorned verses that are a source of beauty and wisdom. Stojanovic’s perceptions of light and darkness, of fantasy and reality, of truth and falsehood present us with a circular format of infinity and resurrection. The format has its logical beginning and end. “The Sun is Watching Itself” begins with poems dedicated to God and the universe, then descends from the metaphysical to the philosophical, focusing on more ordinary such us the symbolic meaning of a stone, a game, a place, silence, hopelessness, and the question “Is it possible to write a poem?” Stojanovic’s collection might well serve as an affirmative answer to this question. The poet has taken us on a long journey from God and universe to our everyday world. We all seem to be a part of a circle, says the author, searching for the eternal in the universe, only to realize the finality of life on earth. The poet’s message is doubly effective for its extraordinary, soul-searching content and its reflective, powerful language.

-Branko Mikasinovich

World Literature Today, A Literary Quarterly of the University of Oklahoma, Norman, Oklahoma Volume 74, Number 2, Page 442, Spring 2000

The Creator by Dejan Stojanovic (William Blake – Ancient of Days)

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(William Blake – Ancient of Days)

The Sign and Its Children by Dejan Stojanovic

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The Over-Sky Sign

The thought measures the new sight’s secret
And the over-sky sign emerges
Realizing what its arm is
When with God it lives in solitude

To sense the peace of extinguished passion
Happiness in not knowing the ultimate knowledge
Carelessness and delight, but with no delight
Against both moving and dying

 

The Shape by Dejan Stojanovic

The Shape by Dejan Stojanovic by Books18
The Shape by Dejan Stojanovic, a photo by Books18 on Flickr.

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The Shape by Dejan Stojanovic

Cover: Castle of the Pyrenees by Rene Magritte