happy thirty-four

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.

(derek walcott)


6 Comments

Happy Birthday, Heather!

Posted by Adam on 26 June 2009 @ 7am

happy birthday. make it a great one!

Posted by john on 26 June 2009 @ 8am

i’m really glad that poem resonates with you as much as it does with me. although really, i shouldn’t be surprised. 🙂

happy birthday!

Posted by brook on 26 June 2009 @ 9am

yes, it’s one of my absolute favourites. although i loved it in TTTW, reading it in the book you made for me really brought it home. it’s irrevocably linked to you 🙂

Posted by heatherdyan on 26 June 2009 @ 10am

Happy birthday. I thought I had missed it by a day, that’s why I added ‘belated” in the myspace comment to you. A big braincramp I suppose, which seems to be happening more and more as we go into our mid-thirties…

Posted by Colin on 26 June 2009 @ 1pm

Happy birthday, Heather! I hope you have a wonderful and special day – you deserve it!

Posted by Brenda on 26 June 2009 @ 10pm

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