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author | Case Duckworth | 2015-02-09 12:13:08 -0700 |
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committer | Case Duckworth | 2015-02-09 12:13:08 -0700 |
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1 | <!DOCTYPE html> | ||
2 | <!-- Template for compiled 'Autocento' documents --> | ||
3 | <html> | ||
4 | <head> | ||
5 | <meta charset="utf-8"> | ||
6 | <meta name="generator" content="pandoc"> | ||
7 | <meta name="viewport" content="width=device-width, initial-scale=1.0, user-scalable=yes"> | ||
8 | <meta name="author" content="Case Duckworth"> | ||
9 | <!-- more meta tags here --> | ||
10 | <title>Swansong | Autocento of the breakfast table</title> | ||
11 | <link rel="stylesheet" type="text/css" href="_common.css"> | ||
12 | <link rel="stylesheet" type="text/css" href="_verse.css"> | ||
13 | <link rel="stylesheet" type="text/css" href="_autocento.css"> | ||
14 | <!--[if lt IE 9]> | ||
15 | <script src="http://html5shim.googlecode.com/svn/trunk/html5.js"> </script> | ||
16 | <![endif]--> | ||
17 | </head> | ||
18 | <body> | ||
19 | |||
20 | |||
21 | <header> | ||
22 | <!-- title --> | ||
23 | <h1 class="title">Swansong</h1> | ||
24 | <h1 class="subtitle">alternate version</h1> | ||
25 | </header> | ||
26 | |||
27 | <section class="verse"> | ||
28 | <p>This poem is dry like chapped lips.<br />It is hard as teeth—hear the tapping?<br />It is the swan song of beauty, as all<br />swan songs are. Reading it, you are<br />puzzled, perhaps a little repulsed.<br />Swans do not have teeth, nor do they sing.<br />A honking over the cliff is all<br />they can do, and that they do<br />badly. You don’t know where I’m going.<br />You want to tell me, You are not you.<br />You are the air the swan walks on.<br />You are the fringe of the curtain<br />that separates me from you. I say<br />that you are no longer the temple,<br />that you have been through fire<br />and are now less than ash. You are<br />the subtraction of yourself from<br />the world, the air without a swan.<br />Together, we are each other. You<br />and I have both nothing and everything<br />at once, we own the world and nothing in it.</p> | ||
29 | </section> | ||
30 | |||
31 | <nav> | ||
32 | </nav> | ||
33 | |||
34 | </body> | ||
35 | </html> | ||