I chose poetry. Actually, poetry chose me.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I'm a poet, and I spent my life in poetry.
It wasn't a deliberate decision to become a poet. It was something I found myself doing - and loving. Language became an addiction.
We know there are poets who are chosen: by what or whom, we no more know than what lies beyond our final breath, or what caused a certain action which resulted in the fulfillment or the desecration and collapse of what we most cared for in life.
I am absolutely convinced that my life was redeemed by poetry.
But poetry is my life. Poetry is what matters to me.
For better or worse, poetry is my life.
Poetry is what I've done my whole life. And every important thing in my life had found itself into poems.
I didn't choose literature. Literature chose me. There was no decision on my side.
I made myself into a poet because it was the first thing I really loved. It was an act of will.
Well, I still write poetry, but I wouldn't call myself a poet.