Literary Arts: A poem to remind us to not to be so hard on ourselves.

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.
— Derek Walcott

As we strive to be as great as we can be, we sometimes forget to enjoy ourselves. We often are our own worst critic, focusing on what we can do better rather than what we’re great at. We forget the brilliantly quirky ways, that make us who we are. This poem reminds us to chill out and treat ourselves graciously and with love and admiration.