Jūlijs 29., 2022
| 22:32 Elizabeth Bishop
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. 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.
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Comments:
Dakter, kas man kaiš, ja es nevaru tikt pāri tam, ka /ˈflʌstə(ɹ)/ nerīmējas ne ar /ˈmɑːs.tə/, ne /ˈmæs.tɚ/, ne /'mɛs.tər/? :D
Atkarīgs no tā, kādā akcentā lasa.
Nu, vienīgais man prātā nākošais akcents, kurā tas rīmējas, ir /ˈmɑstə/, kas ir bezmaz vai kariķēti "bieza" afroamerikāņu izruna
Ā, nē, Anglijas ziemeļos, uz Ņūkāslas pusi, būtu kaut kas uz /ˈmas.tə/ pusi, kas arī rīmējas
I stand self-corrected!
Man arī nāca prātā uz Liverpadlian pusi, bet pārdomāju, ka autori raksta savam akcentam. Šī ir laikam viņa, kas lasa? https://youtu.be/bnkD_m3rhn8
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Date: | 31. Jūlijs 2022 - 11:31 |
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