George Bacovia was born on September 17, 1881 in Bacău, Romania, a typical Romanian provicial town.

It is said that he was, by training, a Symbolist, but he overcame his background and becaue a forerunner
of the modern era. He was strongly attached to his native town. He studied law and because a rather
unsuccessful lawyer, dividing his life between his home town and Bucharest, in various ofices, as a minor
clerk, and in various sanitariums, as a patient. Very important in his life was his marriage to Agatha
Grigorescu, a poet, who offered him the material and the physical protection that he seemed unable to
provide for himself. He died on May 22, 1957, in Bucharest. Bacovia’s existence was rather ordinary. His
illness barred him from active invovement in social and political affairs. His physical weakness and social
shyness did not help to bring his poetry to public notice easily or quickly. His verse echoes his life in
showing a man who was not bound by the conventions of public life and who was an outsider—then,
once he was freed from the necessity of dull routine, he started living his obsessions. Bacovia’s lines are
startlingly original. It always rains, bodies rot, lovers cough, mourning is everywhere, single colors
dominate—white, black, grey, yellow or violet. These moods are accentuated by repetition. On the one
hand,his poems are the direct expressions of a troubled mind. On the other, his poems give readers a
door to a new and real universe.