Confession. I posted this years ago and, one day (in July 2020), looking at what I wrote, it made absolutely no sense to me. So I have reposted the video, deleted what I had written and added this. The Blues Room in Johannesburg was one of those spaces that became legendary. When I first moved to city, they had a lot of live music performances. At some stage, some people started a poetry night there and, with a new camera that I didn’t know how to use, I performed there. This is the result.

It’s a funny thing. I try not to watch these videos much, because I cringe every time. And yet, I have stopped writing and performing poetry so I can’t really say that I am better today. I would probably have to go through parts of the journey again to figure out my voice.

2 Comments

  1. Lerato Seleka

    I was actually there when you did this poem and i must say even today it moves me as if its my first time hearing it.Your work is uterly amazing i cannot begin to describe the kind of energy you bring….AMAZING!!!!!!

  2. Kojo Baffoe

    Thank you Lerato. You honour me.

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About Kojo Baffoe

Of Ghanaian/German heritage, raised in Lesotho and currently based in Johannesburg, South Africa, Kojo is the proverbial slashie, the professional ‘jack of all trades.’ He is an entrepreneur, writer, facilitator, content architect, former men’s magazine editor and speaker. He has a Bachelor of Commerce (1994) with majors in Economics, Marketing and Business Administration from the former the University of Natal (Durban), now University of KwaZulu-Natal.

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