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authorCase Duckworth2015-03-25 21:49:45 -0700
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Flatten directory structure
All content files (*.txt, *.html, *.river) are now in /.
I did this to simplify the compilation step, and to make
linking easier.  I'm still thinking about whether I should
move the contents of js/, img/, and lua/ into /, or into
an 'assets' folder of some sort.  We'll see.
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2title: Last passenger
3id: last-passenger
4genre: verse
5
6project:
7 title: Autocento of the breakfast table
8 class: autocento
9
10TODO: revise based on reading notes
11...
12
13Memory works strangely, [spooling its thread][] \
14over the [nails of events][] barely related, \
15creating finally some picture, if we're \
16lucky, of a life---but more likely, it knots \
17itself, catches on a nail or in our throats \
18that gasp, as it binds our necks, for air.
19
20An example: today marks one hundred years \
21since your namesake, the last living passenger \
22pigeon, died in Cincinnati. It also marks \
23a year since we last spoke. Although around \
24the world, zoos mourn her loss, I'm done \
25with you. I mourn no more your voice, the first \
26sound I heard outside my body that reached \
27[into my throat and set me ringing][]. But that string---
28
29memory that feels sometimes more like a tide \
30has yoked together, bound your voice to that bird, \
31the frozen, stuffed, forgotten pigeon---my heart \
32is too easy, but it must do---to blink, to flex \
33its unused toes, slowly thaw to the wetness \
34of [beating wings][], fly to me again, and alight, \
35singing full-throated, on my broken shoulder.
36
37[spooling its thread]: roughgloves.html
38[nails of events]: when-im-sorry-i.html
39[into my throat and set me ringing]: weplayedthosegamestoo.html
40[beating wings]: cold-wind.html