A blackout poem made from a page of poetry by Emily Dickinson. A structure is drawn over parts of the poem to create the blackout poem. At the top of the structure sits a girl in a red shirt, looking contemplative. The structure is in a body of water and there are bare trees behind it. A large moon or sun is in the sky and it is snowing.

By Alice Youtz @al_youtz90

not Saint,
It was
Nor Snow—
It was
only itself—
Like something spiritual.

My accused
tongue of diamond
Had
All else
smile
morning
Was my friend.
Her favor is
Time
But her disdain
enameled fire!

Me myself to banish
my fortress
Unto foreign heart.
Except
Consciousness