Looking At Life As A Poet.

Here is the thing: I dont think there is a special poet's view to life. We are all poets in one way or another, and I am sure this has been said many times but there are those of us who have the willpower to put it all in verses and stanzas, to do it so well that we look at them and say, "Wow, they are really talented; they are the poets, looking at life with a poet's eye". This is the poet I have always wanted to be. Those in Mazvihwa and Harare (these are the two places I spent most of my first 25 years of life), would know within a day of meeting me for the first time that I believed I was a poet. And I knew I was, and still believe that I am. Every breath I took, as Trynose would attest, was a poet's breath. I would look at a tree and read the stanza that oozed out of it.

Then I sent those two poems to this small, Harare-based publisher and within a week I received a letter that said I was indeed a great writer. The entire population of High Field High school got to know about it! I then continued to write, sending works to all kinds of publishers. But the flattery given by the small publisher (it does not exist anymore) amounted to nothing. I continued to write poetry though, attempting as I did so, to make sense of the world I inhabited, Harare and Mazvihwa. NOw I see WriteOutLoud as the enduring presence of poetry, opening the way for poetic expression.

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