Czeslaw Milosz(1911-2004) died couple of days ago.

He was a great poet, but I could read him only in small doses.
Not because he would have been a "difficult poet" which he wasn´t,
but his poems were rather heavy to read. Heavy with meaning.

Here´s one of his obituaries, from New York Times, which,
in a typically American fashion, gives too much place for
his anti-Communism and too little place for his art. After
all, it will be his art for which he will be remembered,
not his political opinions.