Sunday, June 21, 2015

you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror

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.

Derick Walcott

2 comments:

  1. Beautiful poem. I'm not familiar with Derick Walcott, but this makes me want to read more of his poetry.

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  2. We shouldn't lose sight of ourselves.

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