Opposition Art for d.a. levy

Wikipedia Poem, No. 678

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“Still, / like a Capistrano swallow, you come back.” DA Powell

leave-in alleviate dough raise       up up up 
refresh enjoy relieve mitigate ferment        up up up &up

as      one destroys & macabre      
name       
direct cause causing 
replace rise
that he battles leviticus or 
leviathan in harmony 
with           
forward progress    upon a draft
a few days back
hold back a strong leavening agent     or add
force the great german soprano entomb-up       
ferment name directors refresh stone sibara virginica as my home 
do not 
envisage my home opposite of le great germane 
i          perch the       mona lisa soak surround         
vascular witch scorch the horn carolyn pickles screams        of history 
he also rejects with bray themes the controversy 
forward progress 
a few days enjoy which fear      
base around       &up
that he contains the louvre          
the immutable     of the community 
of the diaphragm

Positive Style Witch (Stephanie Burt)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 669

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bono ich ichor   be the dog's    
hat an ichor lana                                                      
brain 19th the hittite lovers whale-sea manninguage 

show me any persona
and i will find you
opportunity love 
lost

was       manhattan sweat an indo-european 
in you lover we'll see language has a way       
a dog's hat is a distinct memory branch 

show me any persona
and i will find you 
puzzle's love 
lost

ich of their guts shades only sweat 
ichor-ture not mentioned but black in your eye 
biblical way intent attention sweat caitlyn jenner

show me any persona
and i will whisper
weakness into
the wreck

renee ramsey       branch         ich-ichor attend to sweat 
ana branch ichor caitlyn jenner known as 
black indo-european       in your eye regional

show me any persona
tell me about 
opportunity's lost
labor

identury attenuated in your      eye black unrelated 
for   christina
tom gabel your         eye        black 

show me any persona
where music is buried
and i'll find love 
to lose

in you lover chelsea manning bradley
renee         renee renee ramsey manning 
the hair gel stuck in the 19th century anatolian core

show me any persona
deep inside 
your love 
lost

sometimes uninhabitable true true love lover 
chelsea           manning withhold my free vision
bruce jenner                              bradley renee ramsey 

show me any persona
and i will shake 
terror of the  
possible

ichor compels ichor      sometimes stuck in your eye 
black indo-european years bruce jenner brain 19th the what           
the not intention but     the christina kahrl angel membered people       

show me any persona
and hold you up
to the sun 
sea

convent bono in 19th tether from they're native lover xychelsea 
maman est morte    indo-european luck       in 19th thread
in 19th century the ichor caitlyn           jenner the sweat their guts

show me any persona
the fire within 
i'll tell you 
how

stuck in your eye       be gone who indo-european 
ichor language watcher renee related the what         
your eye biblically       sweet       a dog's hat in neon        

show me any persona
tempt me the you 
about blood
loss

who ich ich of      the was          hair anatolian plague
they're neither enterpreted nor competent
aujourd'hui il fait beau    sweat     monger

show me any persona
cleave the hog
a complete
loss

the luwians shot all the infants 
your          brain-eye black with the unrelated anatolians    
the shot of the wettest future       

show me any persona
and i'll tell you about 
my love 
lost

black is unadorned in 19th defenestration
in you lover chelsea manning bruce jenner    
bradley ichor language who ich ichor caitlyn jenner

show me any persona
and i'll tell you about 
my time in the
forest

hat and hair
in         sweat 
tethered in your eye

America

Wikipedia Poem, No. 667

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an acquaintance
a friend
a neighbor
even

see especially women
friends and neighbors

seen especially as women
friends and rivals called to attend
the splicing of a useful rope to invoke
a less-useful loop

later familiar or idle talk
about our lingering smog of
eighteenth century exploitation

explode the old english godsibb
as in sponsored by an exploring god

Old English god “supreme being, deity; the Christian God; image of a god; godlike person,” from Proto-Germanic *guthan (source also of Old Saxon, Old Frisian, Dutch god, Old High German got, German Gott, Old Norse guð, Gothic guþ), from PIE *ghut- “that which is invoked” (source also of Old Church Slavonic zovo “to call,” Sanskrit huta- “invoked,” an epithet of Indra), from root *gheu(e)- “to call, invoke.” 1

then god’s toothful parent
not the true god but capitol
god of trifling talk
of groundless rumor

familiar formations
of the old universe
extended into middle-life

godparents dying
from dehydration
in kids r us

John of Patmos, Kneeling

Wikipedia Poem, No. 623

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“for when the Pope saw Raphael’s sketches // (there is never enough wall space / here, at the center of power, — ) // he ordered everything Sadoma had painted destroyed.” Frank Bidart

“One thing there’s no getting by —
I’ve been a wicked girl,” said I;
“But if I can’t be sorry, why,
I might as well be glad!”
Edna St. Vincent Milay

exiled we by dire storm 
born of a little sin
gilled systems ill of theses
mercy snaps its cloud   like wicked birch
scorched to mere mercy   whose little sorrow
judged in laodicean fire & ninety-five mph winds 
wouldn't weep   nor re-use what will has transpired 
we debris storms   list above and below 

in concomitant spore   penitent
processional committees of pine-lake door   low-hung extremities
destructive nature   sum of hurricane
below barometric pressure   broken
up intense   most powerful spue and spire 
of named tropical storm surge      impure glad   impure

Protest Chord for Taylor Swift

Wikipedia Poem, No. 574

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“The good guys sat / & watched the door / the wizards crawled / from 14th St to the / outer crust” Amiri Baraka

first to oxford
with crosscutting pilgrim-mages
then to mount calvary to dialect’s grave

then back to age of baroque nicknames
to roman locks and nave
to your beloved trapped in pun
then back to pun itself
where we find the beloved scrubs
feet of dialect

Apokellipsis

Wikipedia Poem, No. 573

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“Each eloquent spokesman // praised abnegations, offered transformation, even / ecstasies —; just renounce // sex, or food, or love.” Frank Bidart

of the nave beloved in the pun
on the name calvary above cemetery
often with kalwaria zebrzydowska near kraków

the age of baroque nicknames
roam in catholic churches
imitation of sorrows

john calva chews
roman catholic skoal
a golgotha apart

roman catholic crunch
two cans used for cemeteries
the nave named for god

special services pun around the many
like fruit flies more such complexities to essence
pilgrimages to oxford to mount calvary to dialect

calvary in the nave
beloved in the pun
the roman locks hands the cross

Superior Temporal Sulcus

Wikipedia Poem, No. 531

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“‘I saw two worms pass / next to a bone’ / my father said / He was dead and we were simply talking” Iana Boukova

say goodbye   search 
our   she leaves, yes
but   ground our sexual distributions   also
   primate study 
published   scarfskin to oil; sinew, turpentine  
in areas 
    of religious questions   she, through the arches 
away from spilled wealth   reaction anything into buddhistory 
scientists are we hard 
dawkins an early controlling — 
even the arches blooming   and 
        to emerge field professor   with forwardness 
who had no 
knowledge of being   away, away

      — 73 percent of australia’s territory — more 
      y 
         than x two million 
a single copy of 
      square million square million   shift
shift      work is best when artwork 
square   spaces of otherness
is done
         million 
      i cease 
          square million square   distant annealing horizon
   to existence; 
million square million square 
candle light reaching into her   you can   me, suddenly lipidinous
million   hungering
      record
      square million 
snippets   try to write her name with dark
     people
middle 
      the mountains of    energy shivers
class stupidity like neon cherries hang from what once was a piece
  the mountains 
tree like neon cherries
          of australia's
hang 
from 
       a pear tree

Hypovolemic Fantasy, Eros, Alone

Wikipedia Poem, No. 502

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“Evening of a day in early March, / you are like the smell of drains / in a restaurant where pate maison / is a slab of cold meat loaf / damp and wooly. You lack charm.” James Schuyler

   verbing hot 
        and heavy
like a 
lover's 
    wet mouth
after dark
       n u 
  my mirror body itself
comes 
   separated 
        skin from skin from skin from 
   skin 
torn from skin 
like peeling paint 
 from skin from 
skin from skin from skin 
from skin from skin from skin from skin from skin from skin from skin 
from skin ripped from a 
turtle's 
          shell 
         
  yr mirror 
body 
itself
comes 
paint 
       from a turtle 
   shell 
   the 
shell fear 
is blood hard
is that 
 i peeling separates
      skin from skin from his liquid from 
from skin from a turtle's shell 
the 
mirror yr mouth
after 
dark
n u fear 
the blood is 
blood coming  
  comes hot 
and 
heavy has come
like peeling paint 
from a 
turtle's 
shell 
 
    the illness 
like paint-like   
    skin from a 
        turtle's shell 
        the 
shell 
        peels
separating
     skin 
from 
skin from a turtle's shell

Superficial Missus

Wikipedia Poem, No. 494

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“at least I would like to think so” John Ashbery

aluminum ice pix
too big how exotic
your shoulders your nose
how big too exotic
in this picture you’re stock art
when is too big or how is exotic

your nose in this shot
connects to its hips
you’re using to click

the internet has something to tell you
its hip its using your lips
in the women du prix
where you shoulder your nose
in this picture they ski down for clicks
i have something to plick

i’ve got your nose
and your womanly hips
the picture’s too big

how erotic
your shoulders
so nordic
wipes their nostradamus
completely sephardic
another howling mountain épique

isn’t that funny
your body eclipses
your liberal hip sis

Don’t Appear Howling

Wikipedia Poem, No. 487

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compartments no compartments than what? 
then what that sound of intense emotion 

death blowing across 
vacant valley no-lines shot across compartments 

no compartments no lines 
between valleys 

no lines between compartments 
no compartmentalizing then what? the 

sound of intense emotion is 
the sound of 

of death crawling across the valley 
of lines sounded across death 

blown across a vacant compartment 
than what then what 

the sound of intense emotional death blowing across 
a vacancy 

lines between compartments 
no lines between them then

tan man meandering 
men rather than meant