Good morning! Ready for a poem to start your week? This one as picked by my partner. Enjoy a little Monday morning self-love.
Picasso, Girl Before a Mirror
“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
femme on a mission 
Love it. I have a thing for poems that use the mirrored self, which I have noticed women poets tend to use a lot more tumultuously than this poet has. Puzzling.
Interesting. I wonder if it has to do with body image struggles from society’s impossible standards of beauty for women?
Can you think of any poems that you are talking about? I’d love to take a look at them!