Super moon shook up some worlds this weekend, and I have yet to catch up with all the changes in my own little universe. This is, for example, my first post from my new boyfriend, Mac. I thought I could hold on to Dell a little bit longer as a back up, but he refuses to play second best and just sort of died on me. Also, no mouse!
So here I am without Dell, without a printer, without a map or a mouse. Just the shards of a super moon blow up in my online world. Yeah, high class problems, not that I have much …except for that one I’m teaching tomorrow. We read a poem the first day that resonated with a lot of students. It’s one of my all-time favorites. Derek Wolcott celebrates something every person who has ever been on a diet needs to learn: self love.
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 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…
Sit. Feast on your life.
Cynthia Harrison 