My first experience with spoken word was on local television from Albert Nyathi’s infamous Spoken word piece ‘Senzelina’. A few years later without as much noise I found myself watching another spoken word piece ‘Dambudziko’ performed by a Mbira band. With all its subtleties it became one of the early influences that motivated me to pursue poetry.
I did, I did not
I knew a woman once
But I did not know her.
I wish to be like the baobab branch
That breathes in the nothingness of the air.
That twists and turns
To the melody of the night before.
To truly flow,
Embracing that tune in my head.
Embracing the tremors inside,
Wishing to truly breathe.
-One breathe, two breaths-