Blackout Poetry · April 30, 2022

A blackout poem made from a page of Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. Words are blacked out by black and red coloring and the remaining words are circled.

By Jae Kennedy ’13

toll beats to a close,
clang the night. TO A CLOSE
seed
song is done
Space and Time chant encompassing and exulting in Death
JOY, JOY
JOY, joy!
Joy, joy.