As One

最近睡前總會翻一下書架上的書，隨便翻個幾頁洗去社會科學的邏輯思考再行入眠。Bishop的詩集是我手邊唯一一本英文詩集，當初其實也只是因為在偷穿高跟鞋這部電影愛上One Art這首詩跑去書店帶了它回家。買回來後，其他詩因為是走意象風加上懶得查字典，不太投我所好。一本詩集放在書架上也很久沒翻了。

昨天隨手拿起翻了一下，有幾篇細讀後也覺得頗有心得，但果然還是這首最有餘韻。和前陣子的感想有些相似，人生的功課就是學著接受來不及，學著失去。當然也不是說就放著讓別人將妳所珍愛的一切奪走，我想只有我們真正理解了失去的痛，才會開始為自己潛在的失去努力，我想這個道理套用在任何被以為理所當然的普世價值皆是如此。這門藝術不難學會，偏偏得用一輩子的智慧。（媽啊我現在是進入大愛狀態嗎）總之，分享給大家。

One Art    -Elizabeth Bishop

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem flied with the intent
to be lost that their 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 further, losing faster:
places, and names, and whete 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.