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| author | Case Duckworth | 2015-03-10 23:17:06 -0700 |
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| committer | Case Duckworth | 2015-03-10 23:17:06 -0700 |
| commit | bec7c936d59e331500c8350b92e33f2b5c5eb0e0 (patch) | |
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| parent | Fix broken link in I think it's you (diff) | |
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Move dedication to before epigraph
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| diff --git a/apollo11.html b/apollo11.html index 14e2956..916dd98 100644 --- a/apollo11.html +++ b/apollo11.html | |||
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| 1 | <!DOCTYPE html> | 1 | <!DOCTYPE html> |
| 2 | <!-- Template for compiled 'Autocento' documents --> | 2 | <!-- AUTOCENTO OF THE BREAKFAST TABLE --> |
| 3 | <!-- vim: fdm=indent --> | ||
| 3 | <html lang="en"> | 4 | <html lang="en"> |
| 4 | <head> | 5 | <head> |
| 5 | <meta charset="utf-8"> | 6 | <meta charset="utf-8"> |
| @@ -23,26 +24,24 @@ | |||
| 23 | <!-- <script src="js/external.js"> </script> --> | 24 | <!-- <script src="js/external.js"> </script> --> |
| 24 | </head> | 25 | </head> |
| 25 | <body> | 26 | <body> |
| 27 | |||
| 28 | <article id="container"> | ||
| 29 | <header> | ||
| 30 | <!-- title --> | ||
| 31 | <h1 class="title">On seeing the panorama of the Apollo 11 landing site</h1> | ||
| 32 | |||
| 26 | 33 | ||
| 27 | <article id="container"> | 34 | </header> |
| 28 | <header> | ||
| 29 | <!-- title --> | ||
| 30 | <h1 class="title">On seeing the panorama of the Apollo 11 landing site</h1> | ||
| 31 | |||
| 32 | |||
| 33 | |||
| 34 | </header> | ||
| 35 | |||
| 36 | <section class="content verse"> | ||
| 37 | <p>So it’s the <a href="deathstrumpet.html">fucking moon</a>. Big deal. As if<br />you haven’t seen it before, hanging in the sky<br />like a piece of <a href="roughgloves.html">rotten meat</a> nailed to the wall,</p> | ||
| 38 | <p>a maudlin love letter (the i’s dotted with <a href="proverbs.html">hearts</a>)<br />tacked to the sky’s door like ninety-eight theses.<br />Don’t stare at it like it means anything.</p> | ||
| 39 | <p>Don’t give it the chance to collect meaning<br />from your hand like an old pigeon. Don’t dare ascribe<br />it a will, or call it fickle, or think it has any say</p> | ||
| 40 | <p>in your affairs. It’s separated from your life<br />by three hundred eighty-four thousand miles of space,<br />the same distance you stepped away from time that night</p> | ||
| 41 | <p>you said your love was broken, a crippled gyroscope<br />knocking in the dark. It was then that time fell apart,<br />had a nervous breakdown and started following you</p> | ||
| 42 | <p>everywhere, moonfaced, always asking where you’re going.<br />You keep trying to get away from it but it nuzzles closer<br />and sings you songs that sound like the cooing of a dove<br />that will only escape again into an empty sky at dawn.</p> | ||
| 43 | </section> | ||
| 44 | </article> | ||
| 45 | 35 | ||
| 36 | <section class="content verse"> | ||
| 37 | <p>So it’s the <a href="deathstrumpet.html">fucking moon</a>. Big deal. As if<br />you haven’t seen it before, hanging in the sky<br />like a piece of <a href="roughgloves.html">rotten meat</a> nailed to the wall,</p> | ||
| 38 | <p>a maudlin love letter (the i’s dotted with <a href="proverbs.html">hearts</a>)<br />tacked to the sky’s door like ninety-eight theses.<br />Don’t stare at it like it means anything.</p> | ||
| 39 | <p>Don’t give it the chance to collect meaning<br />from your hand like an old pigeon. Don’t dare ascribe<br />it a will, or call it fickle, or think it has any say</p> | ||
| 40 | <p>in your affairs. It’s separated from your life<br />by three hundred eighty-four thousand miles of space,<br />the same distance you stepped away from time that night</p> | ||
| 41 | <p>you said your love was broken, a crippled gyroscope<br />knocking in the dark. It was then that time fell apart,<br />had a nervous breakdown and started following you</p> | ||
| 42 | <p>everywhere, moonfaced, always asking where you’re going.<br />You keep trying to get away from it but it nuzzles closer<br />and sings you songs that sound like the cooing of a dove<br />that will only escape again into an empty sky at dawn.</p> | ||
| 43 | </section> | ||
| 44 | </article> | ||
| 46 | <nav> | 45 | <nav> |
| 47 | <a class="prevlink" href="and.html" | 46 | <a class="prevlink" href="and.html" |
| 48 | title="Next article in Elegies for alternate selves"> | 47 | title="Next article in Elegies for alternate selves"> |
| @@ -54,5 +53,5 @@ | |||
| 54 | Ars poetica | 53 | Ars poetica |
| 55 | </a> | 54 | </a> |
| 56 | </nav> | 55 | </nav> |
| 57 | </body> | 56 | </body> |
| 58 | </html> | 57 | </html> |