Barbara Writes
Barbara Writes
Dec 05, 2014
This poem is part of the workshop:

"The Right Word"

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The Right Word WS Good Hours

Poem Body

I had for my winter evening walk
no one at all with whom to talk.
But I had the trees in a row
up to their shining leaves in snow.

And I thought I had the folk within,
I had the sound of a violin.
I had a glimpse through curtain laces
of youthful forms and youthful faces.

I had such company outward bound.
I went till there were no trees found.
I turned and repented, but coming back
I saw no window but that was black.

Over the snow my creaking feet
disturbed the slumbering city street
like profanation, by your leave
at ten o'clock on a winter eve.

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Billy Collins, Shakespeare, , Emily Dickinson, , , Whitman, Jess Tapper

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Comments

Rula

Rula

10 years 4 months ago

to the board dear Barbara.
You have far exceeded the word limits given.
I think it won't work for the boss... lol

S

Rula is correct about the extent of changes you have made. The first thing you need to do is decide what mood you wish to impart then track down the words Frost used which have emotive content. Not all the lines he has convey mood so you can likely leave them as is. Then delete words which convey mood which you don't want then insert your words where they will do the most good. Do not change more than 2 lines per stanza and try not to change more than 2-3 words in the lines you Do change...........stan PS I know you can do it