Blackout Poetry · April 30, 2022

A blackout poem made from a page of Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. The words of the poem are circled in black.

By Jae Kennedy ’13

The untold want to seek and find
PORTALS
to ascend and enter
DEATH
to see
the Invisible SHORE
to thy friends,
secret no more
To conclude,
my leaves