Tuesday, October 14, 2014

love after love





The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.



Derek Walcott
from Collected Poems
with thanks to: http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/

2 comments:

Anonymous said...


This is really Great!

Rebel Girl said...

One of my favorites and it had been awhile. Thank you.