Tuesday, January 17, 2006
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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 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 things 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.
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Hahah!! I just finished watching the movie "In Her Shoes". And mind you, this is one of the best movie i've ever seen. I mean, it's totally jampacked with everything, with reality. Love story, sibling rivalry, family secrets, hatred, forgiveness, and forgetting. You might wanna add something after you watch the movie!!! Oh well, this movie almost brought me to tears. I wonder how it feels like to have a sister, or a brother perhaps. Hihihi...
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