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In memory of Tuli Kupferberg

I sensed my aboriginality
When I perceived
That I and my fellow humans
Were inseparable
From so-called Nature.

Be it understood
That as a city child
My Nature was less
Trees and streams
Than sidewalks and sirens.

Later came the acid trip
When I realized all things,
Animate and inanimate,
Created and uncreated,
Had souls.

I remembered
My aboriginality
When I stood,
In my imagination,
On a shore

Watching them
With their funny shiny helmets
Disembark; and wondering
What gods are these
And why have they come?

Of course they laughed.
And I say, let them laugh.

        Donald Lev 5/3/17


This second rate piece of marble statuary
Stolen from some neglected garden
Adorns my hall, grins over it savagely
From above a cracked, bearded, evil, jaw.

I pass it, as I often must,
With feelings of fear, guilt, and self-disgust;
Along with the voluptuousness of possessing
A cherished work of art.

        Donald Lev 5/13/17



        At this point in time
        At this point in time.

                Donald Lev 5/8/17


God forgive God.

                           Donald Lev 4/22/17



    Seems my thoughts
    Frequently rest
    Upon piles of cracked rocks.

    I wonder why that is.

        Donald Lev 4/5/17__

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