The art of losing something isn't hard to master;
So many thinks seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss, is no disaster.
Lose something everyday. 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, faster,
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
Thought it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
"One Art" by Elizabeth Bishop is about losing things. Bishop describes losing things as an art. "The art of losing isn't hard to master (Bishop)." She says things such as, "Lose something everyday (Bishop)." This goes along with the comparison of art to losing things because arts take daily practice. Losing something everyday is practice for the art of losing. "Then practice losing farther, losing faster (Bishop)." Losing can be like any other practice because as one practice's more, tasks become easier and more of a challenge is needed. Throughout the poem, things are lost in a particular order. It starts out with losing little things, which really do not make much of a difference and ends with losing things that can greatly affect someone.
"Accept the fluster -- Of lost door keys, the hour badly spent (Bishop)." In this line of the poem the author is saying it is not worth one's time to look for things as insignificant as lost door keys. Along wit...