|by Elizabeth Bishop|
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.
I hope you enjoy!
Sunday, April 10, 2011
April is... National Poetry Month!
We have been very busy (and happily so) at the Odyssey with some great events in the past two months! If you have made the trip down to the Odyssey or South Hadley I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. Of course you can check out our website to see what we have coming up next.
The unfortunate truth however is that I haven't blogged in over a month... yikes! And this month is probably my favorite literary month! National Poetry Month!
I'm going to kick it off with a poem from one of my favorite poets Elizabeth Bishop.
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