Don't Forget Editing
Sometimes you have to edit words out, like this found poem's first version -
Shadows fell by the light of the pale moon. The sky was rising in a strong, sweeping rush.
The
trees highest branches beat like wings in the air in tumult. Even the
rocks and streams seemed to be swooping wide in the woods. A sudden
flurry swept suddenly up. I saw the dark woods touched with the light
briefly, then it ended. I shut my eyes and wished it would go on longer.
Here is the revision, much tighter, and less wordier, at least a bit.
Shadows fell by the light of the pale moon. The sky was rising in a
sweeping rush. The trees highest branches beat like wings in the air, in
tumult. Even the rocks and streams seemed to be swooping wide in the
woods. Another sudden flurry swept up. The dark woods touched with light
briefly. I shut my eyes and caught hold of time and wonder, praying it
would never end.
Here is a before version, and after version, visually.
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| Before |
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