On October 6, 1979, Elizabeth Bishop dies. Bishop confronted death multiple times in her life. The way she viewed loss can be peered into with her poem, “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, One Art

Book Title: Elizabeth Bishop: Poems, Prose, and Letters

Book Author: Bishop, Elizabeth

Dewey Decimal Call Number: 811 B

If you would prefer to purchase Bishop’s works, please consider supporting the Librarian’s Almanac through our Amazon Link.

2 thoughts on “06 October

  1. Woah! І’m really digging the temрlate/theme of this website.
    It’s simple, yet effective. A lot of times it’s very hard to get tһаt “perfect balance” between superb usability and visual appeal.
    I must say you’ve done a amazing job witһ this.

    In addition, the blog loads very fast for me on Firefox. Oսtѕtandіng Blog!

Comments are closed.