Vasko Popa

(1922 - 1991 / Vojvodina / Serbia)

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Popa was born in the village of Grebenac, Vojvodina, Serbia. After finishing high school, he enrolled as a student of the Faculty of Philosophy at the Belgrade University. He continued his studies at the University of Bucharest and in Vienna. During World War II, he fought as a partisan and was imprisoned in a German concentration camp in Bečkerek (today Zrenjanin, Serbia).

After the war, in 1949, Popa graduated from the Romanic group of the Faculty of Philosophy at Belgrade University. He published his first poems in the magazines Književne novine (Literary Magazine) and the daily Borba (Struggle).

From 1954 until 1979 he was the editor of the publishing house ... more »

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  • Sylvester Molise (8/1/2018 1:31:00 PM)

    I wanna search popa apparel poems

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  • Bhargav (11/10/2017 12:28:00 PM)

    genius poet

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  • Bhargav (11/10/2017 12:27:00 PM)

    genius

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  • Roger Mckeon (6/10/2014 7:45:00 AM)

    It's not transaction, it's translation.

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  • Constance Steckel (12/12/2011 6:50:00 AM)

    Vasco Popa is a major poet. And should be more famous!

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  • Constance Steckel (12/12/2011 6:49:00 AM)

    Popa should be better known in America. Such a powerful poet.

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Best Poem of Vasko Popa

Far Within Us #1

We raise our arms
The street climbs into the sky
We lower our eyes
The roofs go down into the earth

From every pain
We do not mention
Grows a chestnut tree
That stays mysterious behind us

From every hope
We cherish
Sprouts a star
That moves unreachable before us

Can you hear a bullet
Flying about our heads
Can you hear a bullet
Waiting to ambush our kiss


Trans. by Anne Pennington


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