Croatian literature

Moj obračun s njima

A book of polemics in which Krleža brings numerous cases of confrontation with his great critics, both in literary, political and other aspects of his activities.

Moj zagrebački rukopis

Milčec is still just as in love with the city. He conquers it just as youthfully. The siege of Zagreb has made no one smaller. The city grows and the conqueror continues to conquer the unconquerable.

Monáda

Sana Perić's first novel in which the author offers a new view of everyday life by passing autobiographical elements through the filter of philosophy in which, as suggested by the title evoking Giordano Bruno and Leibniz, the cosmic intertwines with the p

Mona Lisa, to sam ja!

Vesna Ivanović offers us a lively read, instructive and encouraging. Certainty and doubt, but also a constant search for answers. - Mona Lisa, it's me!

Možeš pljunuti onoga tko bude pitao za nas

"You can spit on whoever asks about us" by Robert Perišić [first printed in 1999] is a cult book of stories from the nineties. It has not been on sale for years, so many who know Perišić from his more recent works have not had the opportunity to read this

Mramorna koža

The novel, written in the first person, describes the complex, distant relationship between a sculptor (the narrator) and her mother. The main characters are the sculptor, a beauty mother obsessed with purity and bodily blemishes, and a stepfather, who en

Mreže

Mrka kapa

Mrka kapa is a book of short prose written under the pseudonym Aristid Teofanović, used by Slobodan Blagojević. Blagojević is also known by the heteronym Anhel Antonić (poetry) and other works under his real name.

Mrtvi kapitali

"Dead Capitals" (1890) is one of the most important works of Croatian realism and a strong critique of the social stagnation of the time. The novel shows the economic and social neglect of Slavonian villages under the Austro-Hungarian Empire through the c

Mrtvi kapitali

The very title of the novel tells us how Kozarac was preoccupied with the uncultivated, dead land that is waiting for a man, a hardworking peasant, who will cultivate it. He called it "dead capital".