I am a Poet. Poetry is Me.
Poetry has an unwillingness to be defined, labelled, or nailed down.
Poetry is the chiselled marble of language. It is a paint-spattered canvas, but the poet uses words instead of paint, and the canvas is you.By Mark Flanagan
I am a young free-spirited African writer trying to embody pan Africanism in my daily life. I use this blog to share my thoughts, views, experiences and most importantly my poetry. Happy reading and if I inspire you, pass the word around and inspire the next person
- Womanhood Conversations (PT5)Purpose and belonging your way as you find yourself here. Rebel here rounding up the womanhood conversations to continue my journey. It is not always that during a journey that you must have something to say, sometimes I just zone out and look out the window. I do that aContinue reading “Womanhood Conversations (PT5)”
- Ocean ViewIf I cry, does it mean I don’t have faithHas the love I am surrounded by failed meOr have I been building sandcastles all alongI keep at it, in between sobs that are carried away by the wavesInsignificant in an already salty water bodyWhere do my tears go, the onlyContinue reading “Ocean View”
- Womanhood Conversations (PT4)From Fadziville with conviction. This would make more sense if you read my previous post, and the one before and before you know it you are following my blog and looking forward to my next post. How I wish it were that simple, but why not dream a little right.Continue reading “Womanhood Conversations (PT4)”
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