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The time will come when with
elation you will greet yourself
arriving a 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
To read this book: Collected Poems, 1948-1984
elation you will greet yourself
arriving a 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
To read this book: Collected Poems, 1948-1984
