Losing is definitely something not nice to experience (for sure!), but, everyone has at least an experience of losing. We might not realize but, maybe, once we go through it, it's only a verse of our book of life.
Last week, as American Idol reran the entire Season 7 in a "season marathon", Ryan Seacrest mentioned about "the harsh of rejection". It was about losing a chance. Later, Mariah Carey sang Bye Bye on stage and I fell in love with the song right away. This song was about "losing".
Today, I found in Melissa Bank's Girls' Guide To Hunting And Fishing, a best seller chick lit, a quote from Elizabeth Bishop's One Art. I knew this poetry but never really thought of it, but today, I thought, losing is something unavoidable in life.
However, it is not what Elizabeth Bishop wanted to tell us about the art of losing. It is that we should learn to accept "losing".
One Art
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 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.
From The Complete Poems 1927-1979 by Elizabeth Bishop, published by Farrar, Straus & Giroux, Inc. Copyright © 1979, 1983 by Alice Helen Methfessel. Used with permission of Farrar, Straus & Giroux, LLC. All rights reserved.
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(Well...This is a "copy-and-paste" business, so, with all respect, I guess I better copy and paste the source and whatever prohibition it may contain.)
Mariah's version of "losing" is probably more "hip" than Elizabeth Bishop's, as heard in her Bye Bye lyrics. Nevertheless, it touches my heart that some of its contain speak what I always want to speak to my late dad.
Bye Bye
by Mariah Carey
This is for my peoplesWho just lost somebodyYour best friend, your babyYour man or your ladyPut your hand way up highWe will never say byeNo, no, noMamas, daddies, sisters, brothersFriends and cousinsThis is for my peoplesWho lost their grandmothersLift your head to the skyCause we will never say byeAs a child there were them timesI didn't get itBut you kept me in lineI didn't know whyYou didn't show up sometimesOn Sunday mornings and I missed youBut I'm glad we talked throughAll them grown folk thingsSeparation bringsYou never let me know itYou never let it showBecause you loved me and obviouslyThere's so much more left to sayIf you were with me todayFace to faceI never knew I could hurt like thisAnd everyday life goes on
I wish I could talk to you for a whileMiss you but I try not to cryAs time goes byAnd it's true that you'vereached a better placeStill I'd give the world to see your faceand be right here next to youBut it's like you're gone too soonNow the hardest thing to do is sayBye byeBye bye, bye bye, bye byeBye bye, bye bye, bye byeBye bye, bye bye, bye byeBye byeYou never got a chance to seeHow good I've doneAnd you never got tosee me back at number oneI wish that you were hereto celebrate togetherI wish that we couldspend the holidays togetherI remember when you used totuck me in at nightWith the teddy bear you gave methat I held so tightI thought you were so strongYou'd make it through whateverIt's so hard to accept the factyou're gone foreverI never knew I could hurt like thisAnd everyday life goes on
I wish I could talk to you for a whileMiss you but I try not to cryAs time goes byAnd it's true that you'vereached a better placeStill I'd give the world to see your faceAnd be right here next to youBut it's like you're gone too soonNow the hardest thing to do is sayBye byeBye bye, bye bye, bye byeBye bye, bye bye, bye byeBye bye, bye bye, bye byeBye bye
True, I wish I've spent more time with my dad before he left me forever. I never thought that I could miss him so much. I thought he would be here forever for me.