poetry

Love after love

Derek Walcott poem

Love yourself…it’s going to be ok.

I adore everything about this poem by Derek Walcott:

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 have 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, Collected Poems 1948-1984, New York, Farrar Straus Giroux, 1986.

to go into the dark...

Wendell Berry poem

Wendell Berry poem

Sometimes…the darkness can be our teacher. I adore this poem…and heard it first while on a silent retreat in Italy.

To go into the dark with a light

is to know the light.

To know the dark, go dark,

go without sight.

And find

that the dark too

blooms and sings

and is traveled by dark feet and dark wings.

-- Wendell Berry



Stand firm in that which you are.

kabir stand firm poem

This is one of my very favorite poems of all time. I think about all the time I spend with thoughts of “imaginary things”…with conversations I should have, or things I should do.

I recite the phrase, “Just throw away all thoughts of imaginary things, and stand firm in that which you are.” often…it has become a way for me to check in with myself…to make sure I am here now.

I said to the wanting-creature inside me:
What is this river you want to cross?
There are no travelers on the river-road, and no road.
Do you see anyone moving about on that bank, or nesting?

There is no river at all, and no boat, and no boatman.
There is no tow rope either, and no one to pull it.
There is no ground, no sky, no time, no bank, no ford!

And there is no body, and no mind!
Do you believe there is some place that will make the
soul less thirsty?
In that great absence you will find nothing.

Be strong then, and enter into your own body;
there you have a solid place for your feet.
Think about it carefully!
Don't go off somewhere else!

Kabir says this: just throw away all thoughts of
imaginary things,
and stand firm in that which you are. 

The Kabir Book: Forty Four of the Ecstatic Poems of Kabir, Translation by Robert Bly.

Beacon Press, Boston, 1993.