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February 10, 2012 in Poets At Work

why i wrote autobiography

Since I can remember I have always been writing something. Most of all I loved to write poetry, prose, diary entries, letters, and newspaper articles. I still have so much to put down in writing, but I never thought about writing an autobiography and that is why I was surprised by the initiative of my publisher “PublishAmerica”. I was wondering – is there time for it? I leafed through the years quickly and determined that at 62, it might be the right time. It is good that there are people who sometimes hint to you what you have yet to do.I fear that I will not tell the readers much more than I did in my ten published books of poetry. I’m still primarily a poet and I summarized my whole life in verses.I wrote the first 4 000 words and sent them to my good friend Veljko Lukic, who lived in a Croatian town, Slavonski Brod, with a request for him to read it and tell me what his thoughts were about it. After a few days, I received a letter with suggestions. I was a little lost between what I thought and Veljko’s suggestions, and I wrote another letter to ask him to explain some things in further detail. The next day my friend began with an anecdote about Nikola Pasic, a Serbian politician who had a long beard, and was well-known in the Kingdom of Yugoslavia.
The grandson of Mr. Pasic asked his grandfather Nikola where he put his beard when he was asleep, under the quilt or on the quilt. When it was night time, Mr. Pasic could not sleep. He tossed and turned, put his beard on the quilt and under it. In the morning, he said to his grandson:

“Dear child, I was happy and I slept well before you asked me where I kept my beard, whether on the quilt or under it. I slept peacefully and I never thought about it, and when you asked me, you ruined my sleep for the whole night because I could not stop thinking about it. ”
It happened to me with this autobiography. My good friend ruined my sleep, but it helped me start this project in a better way, for which I am immensely grateful.


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