Love after Love - Derek Walcott
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. I have loved this poem since I was 14. My English teacher gave us the task of finding a poem online and me and my friend Alice were stuck. She showed us this poem and explained that she was going through a break up with her boyfriend and this poem was helping her through it. Fast forward eight years and with every poignant moment in my life, I have always found comfort in this poem. Heartbreak, grief, depression. The mea...