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My share of losing

Maria Fokas

[Painting by Elizabeth Lisa] My Share of Losing  If I suggest an answer to your everything, You might praise me more than I deserve. I may impress you for a little while, Then, it will be gone; And still, a mystery. If I contaminate your thoughts with my tendencies, I may haze an aching soul determined to escape; Despite the welcome, in a glance of faith. But if my hope gives way to your world, It may come as a stranger in hesitating steps. I have lost many things disguised in words. Oh, but what I have won; Once upon … Continue reading My share of losing

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Everything and Nothing – Day Three

Maria Fokas

Thought of the Day by Maria Fokas The Art of Losing – Elizabeth Bishop wrote: “The art of losing isn’t hard to master.” With so much losing every day, it seems that we should be accepting it as an inevitable end; but we rarely do. Every time we fall in love with a moment, a unique person, or that life long accomplishment, its fragile end is always near; it seems. – But what exactly is it that we grieve; the moment, the person, the accomplishment; or is it ourselves within that loss? Everything we’ve ever loved, and lost, has shaped … Continue reading Everything and Nothing – Day Three

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Shattered Pieces of Time

Maria Fokas

Shattered Pieces of Time by Maria Fokas Last night, you held my hand again. We flew with ruby-colored wings; below a golden sky. A distant faint melody; a familiar touch and sigh – Out of my sleep; worried faces and uncertainty, Has love been confused with lust again? Possibilities of truth fade away with mastered plans,   No expectations to the rule; no regrets from your seducer.     My eyes are heavy; but not from lack of sleep; In a world where time is scarce – we dwell on losing;  But never notice the part we play; as we fiddle with … Continue reading Shattered Pieces of Time

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The art of losing

Maria Fokas

POEM OF THE WEEK – 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. … Continue reading The art of losing