Uploaded February 2021 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
In this video I analyze and give some background context for Elizabeth Bishop's poem "One Art".
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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. 5
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 10
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. 15
—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.
Works Cited:
Image of the NovaScotia School By Loimere at English Wikipedia, CC BY-SA 3.0, commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=81137494
Marshall, Megan. Elizabeth Bishop: A Miracle for Breakfast (p. 305). HMH Books. Kindle Edition.
In this video I analyze and give some background context for Elizabeth Bishop's poem "One Art".
Support on Patreon patreon.com/AmorSciendi
Twitter @amorsciendi
Facebook: facebook.com/AmorSciendi
A particularly large thanks goes to the following Patreon Patrons:
Liesl Andrico and Pete Mazurowski
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. 5
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 10
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. 15
—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.
Works Cited:
Image of the NovaScotia School By Loimere at English Wikipedia, CC BY-SA 3.0, commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=81137494
Marshall, Megan. Elizabeth Bishop: A Miracle for Breakfast (p. 305). HMH Books. Kindle Edition.
