Art by Edward Burn Jones
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Love after Love
The time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
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.
and say, sit here.
Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
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.
the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.
Feast on your life.
by Derek Walcott
3 comments:
I don't know anyone who doesn't love this poem.
Wow! I really like it.
Feasting on life. I think that is a wonderful concept.
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