Ahmet Yapar, a 72-year-old man who makes a living through scrap dealing, wants to improve his poetry writing ability which he discovered while wandering the streets. He has never been able to read or write properly after dropping out of primary school and has been struggling with the sorrow of it throughout his life. He says, "I write poems in the evenings. I've turned it into a hobby. My first poetry book was published three years ago and now I am working on my second one."
Ahmet Yapar, a 72-year-old man who has only completed primary school, makes a living by collecting and selling scrap materials in Karapinar district of Konya. He uses his spare time to write poetry as a way to relax from the day's work. He spends his days traveling the streets on a horse-drawn cart or by hand-pulled trolley, gathering recyclable materials such as paper, plastic, and tin cans.
Yapar, a 72-year-old father of four, has been working as a scrap dealer in the district by storing and selling the waste materials that he collects on his backyard. Recently, he is making an effort to improve his poetry writing skills which he discovered while wandering the streets. He believes that writing poetry helps him to get away from the stress of the day and relieve fatigue. He said that before joining the army, he worked as a laborer, and after getting married in 1974, he decided to collect scrap.
Ahmet Yapar, who collects cans, glass, plastic, and paper in the streets of Karapinar, has also married off his 4 children, and now has 10 grandchildren. Despite being retired, he continues to work, said Yapar, who also stated that he wishes to read but has struggled with the sorrow of not being able to attend school after completing primary school. Yapar emphasized that he tries to meet different people and benefit from their knowledge, and after some time, he became interested in writing poetry.
Yapar expresses his love for poetry writing, saying "I write poems in the evenings, I've turned it into a hobby. My first poetry book was published three years ago and now I am working on my second one. Sometimes I rebel to myself, I recite a quatrain. Sometimes I write about our soldiers, sometimes our police. I try to bring up the topics I encounter in daily life in my poems. So far I have written about 200 poems. There are also poems I wrote for my wife." He states that writing poetry gives him peace and explains "While collecting scrap, while eating, while sitting, verses always come to my mind. In the evening, I put them into writing and make them permanent. In this way, I also get away from the stress of the day."
