Who is Vasko PopaVasile "Vasko" Popa (Serbian Cyrillic: Васко Попа; June 29, 1922 – January 5, 1991) was a Serbian poet.
Popa was born in the village of Grebenac (Romanian: Grebenaţ), Vojvodina, Yugoslavia (present-day Serbia). After finishing high school, he enrolled as a student at the University of Belgrade Faculty of Philosophy. 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 P...
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Vasko Popa Poems
- The Admirers Of The Little Box
Sing little box
Don't let sleep overtake you
The world's awake within you ...
Each strips his own skin
Each bares his own constellation
Which has never seen the night
- 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 ...
- Far Within Us #4
Green gloves rustle
On the avenue's branches
The evening carries us under its arm ...
- The Benefactors Of The Little Box
We'll return the little box
Into the arms
Of her inconspicuously honest properties
Top 10 most used topics by Vasko PopaWorld 8 Earth 7 Face 6 Open 5 Sky 4 Head 4 Skin 4 Time 4 Walk 3 Game 3
Vasko Popa Quotes
Comments about Vasko PopaMaraaaks: "a day rich in your arms i wear young fir trees along the view i'm planting through the cities of your silence i'm walking your eyelashes with dew i'm taking off my clothes i'm tying a slender night around your waist a caring dawn from the rooftops is calling" vasko popa
Jakewildhall: this vasko popa quote in the intro to his selected poems (intro written by simic.) might just describe poems perfectly.
Infinita_fiori: once upon a time there was a triangle it had three sides the fourth it kept hidden in its burning centre. vasko popa
Maureenthorson: oh sigh, oh me oh my. i do so love to be definitively yet mysteriously menaced, a la vasko popa’s “the little box.”
Unjustlyunread: and now i remember vasko popa's "chair" (trans. pennington and jones)
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