I do love my title. I don’t know why I originally started this blog in 2011, oh man, SIX YEARS AGO! I never did anything with it. Now that I am serious about the craft of poetry and honing my talents, I am taking it back up. Well, starting again really. After all, I never published a single post or created a single page and forget about modifying the visual aspects away from the default selections!
elPitchford at the Edge of the World!
Why? Well, to paraphrase Chris Farley from NBC’s Saturday Night Live, el Pitchford is Spanish for ‘the Pitchford’. Way back in 2005 I was a Second Lieutenant in the United States Army on Active Duty. I was deployed to Iraq for 12 months and there was a First Lieutenant (one rank higher) in the Battalion Headquarters. For whatever reason, maybe it was my awesomeness, otherwise known as my brash young-and-invincible attitude, she did not like me. No matter what I did, I could not make friends with her and she took to calling me ‘The Pitchford’. Whatever. To quote Tyrion Lannister, “Let them see that their words can cut you and you’ll never be free of the mockery. If they want to give you a name take it make it your own. Then they can’t hurt you with it anymore.” – George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones. I took ‘the Pitchford’ and I made it my own as “el Pitchford”.
As a poet, I feel that I am always standing at the edge of the world. Yes, there is a bit of metaphor there, maybe some hyperbole, and various other literary devices. There is no “edge” of Earth, but here I am. Looking into the abyss, looking into the great wide open, reaching for the stars, edging toward infinity and beyond! If you read my first post, or the tagline on this site, than you know I have lofty goals and I am aiming to reach them.