Croatian bard, academician Dragutin Tadijanovic, died last night at the age of 102 at a Zagreb Elderly Persons’ Home of which he was resident since last year.

Called a living classic of Croatian poetry and a poet-institution, Tadijanovic imposed himself as a norm and standard with special influence on the “krugovasi” generation of poets. The constant interest of the expert and wider reading audience as well as numerous reissuing of his books testify about the popularity of his lyrics.

This one is maybe the worst poem of him but I like it very much.

Bread
To stand in front of a white sheet of paper,
   Not a single word on it, and know:
     Men have written so far millions of poems
         In all the languages of the World
           And for millions of people on Earth
               There is a weapon ready to destroy them —
                 But you want your cry to be heard as well:
                     Peace to the World! Freedom to the World!
                       And let there be bread on the table for all!