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The Knack
( a Quatern )
A tribute to Elizabeth Bishop
(1911-1979)
and her poem “One Art”
I tell myself it doesn’t matter much,
When at the end of day my tally’s off.
A post-it note reminding me some such,
To go and buy the syrup for my cough.
So what if I forgot and lost the note,
I tell myself it doesn’t matter much.
I’ll make some tea & honey, let it float,
I keep it in my pantry or the hutch.
So while I’m thinking which I’ll fix a lunch,
Make finger sandwiches to have with tea.
I tell myself it doesn’t matter much,
I’d just as soon a bagel spread with Brie.
I have the knack, a skill, I’m just the girl,
For anytime I find myself in Dutch.
When I can’t find a hanky, string of pearl,
I tell myself it doesn’t matter much.
In Dutch = in trouble
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