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 image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

The New Guide

Hafiz wants to change a lot of things.
He wants to change, for example,
the way that we think of the world
as a courtroom,
as if there were some guilty people,
some judges and some bailiffs,
court stenographers and some witnesses.
He says: “All that is gone, it’s over;
this is no longer a courtroom we’re living in.
We’re living now in a “caravan”-

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