avatarRita Duponty

Summary

The text "Pitch It" by Rita Duponty reflects on the overwhelming presence of clutter and the need to declutter one's life both physically and mentally.

Abstract

"Pitch It" is a contemplative piece that delves into the author's struggle with an excess of material possessions and the resulting chaos it creates in her life. Rita Duponty describes a scene filled with "garbage and fluff," where the accumulation of stuff has reached a point where it's up to her knees, symbolizing the burden of clutter. The author laments over the vast number of books she owns, so many that she can't recall their content or themes, indicating a disconnect from the purpose these items once served. The text conveys a strong desire to break free from the mental attachment to these possessions, advocating for a purging process that involves getting rid of unnecessary items, even suggesting a dramatic act of burning them to ash. The poem concludes with a copyright notice and a thank you to the reader, along with a recommendation to read another piece titled "My God, Father, and Friend."

Opinions

  • The author expresses a sense of being overwhelmed by the amount of clutter in her life.
  • There is a clear frustration with the accumulation of items that no longer serve a purpose or bring joy.
  • The author feels a strong need to declutter, viewing the process as a liberating act.
  • The sentiment towards the clutter is largely negative, described as "nothing but garbage and fluff."
  • There is an acknowledgment of a mental attachment to possessions, which the author considers to be "trash."
  • The text suggests a radical approach to decluttering, not just discarding but destroying the items.
  • The author seems to find the act of decluttering to be cathartic and necessary for personal growth or renewal.

Pitch It

Life’s clutter.

Photo by Jilbert Ebrahimi on Unsplash

Too much stuff. Nothing but garbage and fluff.

Clutter, dust, and debris. Paperwork up to my knees.

Myriads of books. So many, I can’t even remember their “hooks.”

Mental attachment to nothing but trash. It’s time to pitch, burn, and turn this stuff into ash.

© Rita Duponty, November 2020

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