Blackout Poetry · May 8, 2022

A blackout poem made from a page of Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. The page is made to look like a red house.

By Jen Jabaily Blackburn at the Boutelle-Day Poetry Center

(my house)
me,
myself
me.
me
me
I
I
myself
I I I I I I I I
(the future)
(for you!)