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 -

Me encontré con este poema en la película "In her shoes", que me encantó por los zapatos!

El arte de perder es un desastre, aunque uno pueda volverse un experto... en estos últimos meses me perdí en mi misma y recuerdos de una vida que solía tener. Pero decidí que no quiero ser así, y voy enmendando mis errores, de a poco, voy a lograrlo. Este fue un finde muy lindo, no por nada en especial, sólo estuve con buenos amigos.

Al final, me hago la mala, pero soy un pollito mojado encubierto! Sólo por hoy, dejo que lo noten, mañana volveré a ser la odiosa/criticona/ácida de siempre.

:)