Monthly Archives: February 2007

something every day

One Art
by Elizabeth Bishop

The art of losing isn’t harder 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.



when you finally know

When I was 26, I didn’t know who I was. And at 36, I didn’t know who I was. Now I do. I think that’s what being authentic is—when you finally know you.

-Jamie Lee Curtis, 48, actress & children’s book author

familiar, but not

The difference was subtle, like a slightly out-of-tune piano. You press the key over and over, and the note keeps coming back sounding all the more warped because something within it is familiar, but not.

-Lauren Slater, from "Face Value", SELF October 2006