Advertisements

ONE ART

The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day.  Accept the fluster
Of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
Places, and names, and where it was you meant
To travel.  None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother’s watch.  And look!  My last, or
Next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones.  And, vaster,
Some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.

— Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan’t have lied.  It’s evident
The art of losing’s not too hard to master
Though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

– Elizabeth Bishop

……………………………………………………………………………….

Note:

It’s been a minute, I know. But I’m here. I’m a little busy but I’m here. I’ll post a few notes and quotes by me weekly for everyone to enjoy or dread (A little birdie told me that I’ve deeply offended someone with one of my poems). Quick note, poetry is about expressing oneself. Get it? It’s all in the feels. NO BAD INTENTIONS.

With that said, I’m going back to work now. Be good. Do good. Don’t stress authors out or you’ll be a victim in their next book/poem. Okay?

I hope you love yourself.

lovingmaggiie