Feast on Your Life
“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.” J.R.R. Tolkien
via Ode Magazine:
“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.
Poem by Derek Walcott.
