#oneart

[louthanever]

[noskinn]

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.

One Art. Elizabeth Bishop

[misstales]

The Other Art

The art of failing isn't hard to master; when everything seems not to fall into place, one carries on like there's no disaster.

Fail at something today. Accept the bitter regret of a broken screen, the hour badly spent scrutinizing carelessness. The art of failing isn't hard to master.

Then practice failing greater, failing faster: classes, projects, relationships. None of these will bring disaster. I lost my job and business was closed; hey, a door opened, business re-opening is on its way—a chance to start over.

The art of failing isn't hard to master. I failed the entire town. I failed even greater, my countrymen, and the whole universe. I felt sorry for them but it wasn't a disaster.

—Even failing you, I've said what I said and I did what I had to do. Indeed, the art of failing is not too hard to master though it may look like—I'm a disaster.

I got inspired by Elizabeth Bishop's poem and thought of making my version of her One Art.

The art of failing is about acceptance of one's failures that being human is okay —imperfect in so many ways and committing mistakes here and there nevertheless we are ought to be taught.

The past few weeks I've been really hard on myself that by then I realized the importance of forgiving thy self. Quit blaming yourself for your misfortunes like what the French would say," C'est la vie." Let it pass and carry on.

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