Big Miniature Poem by Dejan Stojanovic

Big Miniature

Rating: 4.5


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,
To feel the air and breathe the air
By becoming the air, become
A bird, the first cell, the first man,
Become a wandering comet,
A dying star, a newborn cluster of stars
And hear the melody of galaxies,
Love making of black stars,
Sense the hellish or heavenly nature of quasars,
Be in everything and come back
To a miniscule particle of personality
To find out how great all is.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 09 August 2016

Of black stars! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 09 August 2017

Such a galactic and cosmic poem....... Perfect vote.++++++++++++++++

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Tom Billsborough 09 August 2016

sounds like a great voyage in empathy and imagination. Most impressed with the ideas expressed, Dejan. very refreshing piece of writing. Tom Billsborough

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Stephen W 09 August 2016

Very interesting piece of work.

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Bharati Nayak 09 August 2016

It is really great idea and great imagination expressed through poetry.Thanks for sharing the beautiful poem.

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Akhtar Jawad 09 August 2018

Congrats! Your poem deserved this honor.

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Akhtar Jawad 09 August 2018

May be from a planet where someone who is made of Sulphur instead of Carbon, may be that one breathing out Sulphur Dioxide instead of Carbon Dioxide, and the plants consuming Sulphur Dioxide and giving Oxygen in return. She must be sexy gal of mustard color. May be poisonous for me, still I love to love her.

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Akhtar Jawad 09 August 2018

Electromagnetic waves don't need a medium for propagation. Sound and vision both can be transformed in electromagnetis waves and may be sent to the vacant space. Waves never die, may be one day we listen to the melody of another galaxy.

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Denis Mair 09 August 2018

This poem reminds me that we can never be contented with a limited, fixed perspective. We want to situate ourselves in a cosmic totality, so we mobilize all the resources of thought and imagination. This is our birthright but also our burden as conscious beings: we cannot resist entering the systole and diastole of the cosmic heartbeat.

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Khairul Ahsan 09 August 2018

'To transform a grimace into a sound Sounds impossible, yet it is possible To transform a vision into music' - Loved these beginning lines, which have been dwelt upon more in details, subsequently.

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Dejan Stojanovic

Pec, Kosovo (the former Yugoslavia)
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