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A blackout poem made from a page of Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. Lines are crossed out with thread in different colors, as well as with beads. Different shapes, sizes, and colors of beads are attached to the page. There are also images of flowers and bees on the page

By Leslie Law Harris 

the one,
the fluid Nature,
a life vehement,
sweet-blooded,
splendid and savage
I foresee
I am dying.
Swiftly alighting,
Curious
Sparkles ethereal in
Myself
daring,
the growth of the seed
To myself bequeathing affection
me
I—I
trying