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Saša Milivojev - WHEN THE FIREFLY IS GONE

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Saša Milivojev - WHEN THE FIREFLY IS GONE WHEN THE FIREFLY IS GONE is a luminous journey into the hidden chambers of the soul, a work of mystic cosmic poetry that transcends borders, languages, and traditions. Published in English, Serbian, and Arabic, this collection speaks to the universal longing for meaning, the fragile beauty of existence, and the eternal dialogue between light and darkness. Each poem is a spark, a firefly flickering against the vast night of the cosmos, reminding us of the fleeting yet eternal nature of human experience. Saša Milivojev (Sasha Milivoyev) is a famous writer, poet, journalist, columnist, and political analyst. One of the most read columnists in Serbia, he is the author of seven books and numerous columns published in various daily newspapers. He is the author of the novels “The Boy from the Yellow House”, “Echo of a Nuclear Bomb”, “Love and Death in Dubai”, and the collection of columns “Journalist of Resistance”, as well as political speeches. His...

DALIBORKA STOJŠIĆ: "SAŠA MILIVOJEV - THE SON OF THE SOUL"

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Daliborka Stojšić DALIBORKA STOJŠIĆ "SAŠA MILIVOJEV THE SON OF THE SOUL" (Daliborka Stojšić is a famous Serbian artist and ex-Miss of the former Yugoslavia) WHEN THE FIREFLY IS GONE - reviewed by Daliborka Stojšić When I first saw a photograph of Saša Milivojev in a newspaper, my lips spontaneously whispered: Tadzio ! It was a reaction to his angelic beauty of the kind that once mesmerised me when I read Death in Venice as part of the preparation of a paper entitled The Novellas of Thomas Mann at the World Literature Department of the Faculty of Philology in Belgrade. The Hellenic, Apollonian beauty of the young Pole that I recognised on his face, is often unaware of itself. It belongs to the kind so agonisingly loved by Thomas Mann, to those blue-eyed and simple creatures that need no spirit. It also conforms to Schiller’s principle of the naïve, as opposed to the sentimental, which separates itself from life, contemplates, writes poems and falls while dancing. Sasha Mil...