February 3, 2011

on feasting...

A mocha tastes better in Olympia.

Love After Love

by 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.

...a dear friend sent this poem to me today and I simply couldn't keep it to myself. I hope it touches your heart as much as it did mine!


  1. I love this poem...
    it's something that I need to hear right about now.

  2. Oh man, this is what I needed to hear. Thanks!!!

  3. Kerri, this is one of my all-time favorites. I have it taped a mirror in my room. I am constantly reminding myself to "feast on my life"... I'm glad you like it oh-so-much too:)

    also. congrats on the wonderful life-changing news you shared in your newest post. you will be one of the world's most lovely mothers. of this, I am quite certain. I'm so happy for you!

  4. This is one of my favorite poems of all time. And it always finds its way back to me exactly when I need it. Thank you for sharing!

  5. Absolutely amazing poem.

    Love this. So much.


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