Monday, October 24, 2005

For Kate

Here is a poem for Dr Kate and the rest of us losers out here in the blogosphere. I had to critique this in my finals and loved it so much that I remember it to this day! The final stanza is just perfect.

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

You didn't know I had a literary side did you.


Blogger Kate said...

This is such a lovely poem Simply Clare!
I must blog my favourite poem which goes:
Sometimes things don't go, after all,
from bad to worse.
and it ends up:
may it happen for you

3:25 PM  
Blogger Mary Plain said...

Yes, lovely- and you inspired me to blog one I like too on the bearpit!

8:01 PM  
Blogger Joolz said...

I love this poem SimplyClare.

9:14 AM  

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