In “One Art” by Elizabeth Bishop, she brings up lose in many different forms whether it is concrete or abstract. Her complete message though is that it is evitable that throughout our lives we will lose, but lose shouldn’t be a disaster in the end.
In lines 1-15 she discusses losing items in your life whether they are concrete or abstract. What she is trying to emphasize is that lose is something we automatically do making it easy to master. She wants us to realize that losing these items isn’t a bad move on our part but merely a habit. On line 5 she refers to her lost keys and line 10 her mother’s lost watch. Both items may seem important and have some value at the time but losing them won’t ruin her life. She makes the statement “lose something everyday” on line 4, and she is right we lose things everyday. We are constantly misplacing things and are never able to find them again. What is the point in fretting over that something you lost? Those keys and that watch may happen to be lost at the moment but they will be found and lost again it is the cycle it all goes through. When it boils down to it, it is no big deal whether you lose something or not; it happens. On line 5 she also discusses losing something more abstract, time. When she mentions “the hour badly spent” it reminds me of wasting time. In most live the wasting of time is a common occurrence. What she wants to tell us is that it is easy to waste time and shouldn’t be a big deal, since lose of time is something easy to master. That hour badly spent can be taken back and reused, so what would be the point in wasting more time by crying over that wasted time. Instead you could be doing something more with your time. In line 11 she refers to the three houses she los...
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...ch we see her admit in lines 18-19. She says “the art of losing’s not too hard to master though it may look like (Write It!) disaster”, she admits to herself that she has to write it because it is so true. Losing someone is difficult and probably the worst lose which is why she left it for last. Like the other loses though we need to realize life will go on and we can’t hold on forever. Sometimes it is better to let go a little so we don’t lose more in the end.
Lose is hard and at times seems like a disaster, but in the end it’s inevitable and something that we have to accept. It is like a cycle she shows us this in the length of her poem going from the little things to the much bigger loses in ones life. In the end I believe this shows us that we have to face loses that come and realize they aren’t a disaster.
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Used Poem One Art by Elizabeth Bishop.
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Reading Joy Harjo's poem was a very emotional experience for me. To me, it was about a woman who was trying to build a life for herself, but it was falling flat. Her dreams were not coming true, and she had come to a point where she had to decide whether to kill herself and end her misery, or pull herself up and begin again, continue living through her shattered expectations. Without getting into personal details, this poem pierced me through the heart. The ambiguous ending drives the point home that there's always a choice. There are always people who want to bring you down, but there are also always people who would support you. The choice lies in the hands of the woman who is dangling.
One Art by Elizabeth Bishop is a poem that explores loss in comparison to an art; however, this art is not one to be envied or sought after to succeed at. Everyone has experienced loss as the art of losing is presented as inevitably simple to master. The speaker’s attitude toward loss becomes gradually more serious as the poem progresses.
She also lost a loved one, whom in this poem is theoretically referring to her Brazilian lover Lota de Macedo Soares who attempted suicide, the day Bishop left Brazil to move back to New York, and died a week later. In the poem “One Art” the thesis statement declared in the first stanza, on the first line as “The art of losing isn’t hard to master” also repeating it again in line 6 and 12. The statement is better interpreted as “The skill of losing is not hard to attain”. Bishop speaks in the poem as if she has successfully mastered the skill of losing. She also goes around in circles admitting that the art of losing is not hard to master as if that is what she is making herself believe is true. She is also helping the reader create a habit as the reader reads and repeats the refrain of “The art of losing isn’t hard to master” not to mention the line 4 where she tells the reader to make it a habit to, “Lose something every day”. The poem becomes personal on line 10 when she uses first person and says “I lost my mother’s watch”. She is letting the reader know what she has lost in reality. Then she gets sidetracked to mention other things she has lost she then mentions other things she has lost of much more importance such as houses, continents, realms, and cities but then again mentions it was not so
work, “The art of losing isn’t hard to master” (1). Bishop chooses to refer to losing as an
tragedies that befell her. She is an example of a melancholic character that is not able to let go of her loss and therefore lets it t...
The final stanza creates a vivid picture in your mind when read. If you can imagine anything that has to do with winning, or a victory of some kind, you can see what she is speaking about. For example, if someone was in a race, it would be better to see the winner cross the finish line, and know you almost made it; than to be so far behind that you had no chance of winning.
The Poem “Losses” written by: Randall Jarrell, who was a poet, literary critic, and teacher, from New Orleans, served in the United States Air Force during World War Two. This helped Randall Receive most of his ideas and material for poems like this one.
“It will be okay,” she had said. My sister never lies, but that day she did, taking a rather large part of me with her, leaving behind an empty shell that searches for a glimpse of her in the busy marketplace. I grasp the shoebox tightly, suddenly coming to a realization. It was never her harbouring hope of a family from the photographs, rather me hoping it would be enough to anchor her to me. I close my tired eyes, vision growing fainter, body becoming paralyzed, and the busy voices of the flea market muting to a dull throb. And slowly I fall, fall into the dark abyss of my mind, memories blurring out the present for the past, until all that remains (of us) is a shoebox filled with photographs.