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A blackout poem made from a page of Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. Words are blacked out in black and gold marker. The background is lightly colored in red.

By Nickole Brown @nickole.brown

Memories

The great star
I mourn and shall mourn
trinity sure
perennial
fallen star
O great star   O black murk
O harsh surrounding
Rich green I love
With every leaf a miracle
With blossoms and leaves of rich green
I break.