One of my favorite revision strategies is “Lift a Line.” I’m going to try it with yesterday’s poem, Snow Poetry.
Today I wake to the beautiful silence of snow. (the lifted line)
Before I even open my eyes, I know it is snowing.
Barely a sound outside.
A hush over the world.
Everything muffled by the fluffy white stuff falling gracefully from the sky.
I open my eyes.
Look out the window.
The back yard covered with a blanket, tree branches lined in white chalk.
The peaceful calm of a snowy morning.