Yes, as a self proclaimed-“clutterer”
( not quite a hoarder) I have boxes of photos, cards, receipts, recipes, pictures my kids drew, and junk– that takes sooooo much energy and emotion for me to sort through. Spring cleaning is no fun!
That’s what takes so long, isn’t it? The need to remember why you saved the item in the first place, recalling how it came to be a part of your life. If the goal is tossing, I hope you are having some success. You are obviously being successful with the memories!
I like how the cleaning and sorting leads to the more important message: reminiscing. It’s as if you built up to the main idea with word play. I haven’t cleaned in a while, but your post and some spring weather will hopefully make me want to do some closet cleaning and some reminiscing.
This is the season to divest of clutter, but of course it has such tender meaning for us! Maybe the poem helps you to let go of some of it. My daughter, who has had to live with very few belongings a number of times in her life, says to thank the item for it’s service to you and let it go 🙂
Tossing out things is very difficult for me. Many people can relate to this. I agree with another response – for some crazy reason, thanking the items seems to make it easier to let go of it.
The repetition in the poem gives it weight–as if the stories that are happening with each item feel like they must be told. And yet you do not.
Great tension, that.
Been there, done that. It is a hard process, but amazing when the memories come flooding back. The good/bad thing is that it is one of those things that you have to keep doing. Your poem captured it well!
Wordplay about time. Something we all struggle with having enough of. Interesting. I like the repeating REMINISCING as yes, the big one not to miss.
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Very interesting, the words made me reminisce about my move last year. Nicely done!
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Yes, as a self proclaimed-“clutterer”
( not quite a hoarder) I have boxes of photos, cards, receipts, recipes, pictures my kids drew, and junk– that takes sooooo much energy and emotion for me to sort through. Spring cleaning is no fun!
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Your slice reminds me of moving on and moving forward, staying connected to the past while being present in the now. Thank you for sharing it!
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That’s what takes so long, isn’t it? The need to remember why you saved the item in the first place, recalling how it came to be a part of your life. If the goal is tossing, I hope you are having some success. You are obviously being successful with the memories!
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I like how the cleaning and sorting leads to the more important message: reminiscing. It’s as if you built up to the main idea with word play. I haven’t cleaned in a while, but your post and some spring weather will hopefully make me want to do some closet cleaning and some reminiscing.
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That’s why it takes so long to go through the process of spring cleaning. I’m not good at throwing away. Memories!!!!
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Loved the box at the end…all packaged up!
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This is the season to divest of clutter, but of course it has such tender meaning for us! Maybe the poem helps you to let go of some of it. My daughter, who has had to live with very few belongings a number of times in her life, says to thank the item for it’s service to you and let it go 🙂
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The repeated refrain adds so much to the rhythm. Also like the alliteration. This is a fun poem to say out loud!
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You made me think of my own spring cleaning. Lovely poem.
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Tossing out things is very difficult for me. Many people can relate to this. I agree with another response – for some crazy reason, thanking the items seems to make it easier to let go of it.
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It’s funny how digging through things leads us to so much thought and, in particular, looking back.
Nicely done.
Darla & Jen
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The repetition in the poem gives it weight–as if the stories that are happening with each item feel like they must be told. And yet you do not.
Great tension, that.
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Funny how clothes bring back memories. There are certain pieces that take me to a moment in time and your poem captures that.
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Reminiscing and memories, repeating them stressed the importance of returning to them
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The box at the end makes this an even more meaningful poem. We’ve all been there, unable to discard but know we should.
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Been there, done that. It is a hard process, but amazing when the memories come flooding back. The good/bad thing is that it is one of those things that you have to keep doing. Your poem captured it well!
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