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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: Swansong
3id: swansong-alt
4subtitle: alternate version
5genre: verse
6
7project:
8 title: Autocento of the breakfast table
9 class: autocento
10...
11
12This poem is dry like [chapped lips][]. \
13[It is hard as teeth][]---hear the tapping? \
14It is the swan song of beauty, as all \
15swan songs are. [Reading][] it, you are \
16puzzled, perhaps a little repulsed. \
17Swans do not have teeth, nor do they sing. \
18A honking over the cliff is all \
19they can do, and that they do \
20badly. You don't know where I'm going. \
21You want to tell me, [You are not you][]. \
22[You are the air the swan walks on.][] \
23You are the fringe of the curtain \
24[that separates me from you][]. I say \
25that you are no longer the temple, \
26that you have been through [fire][] \
27and are now less than ash. You are \
28the subtraction of yourself from \
29the world, [the air without a swan][]. \
30Together, we are each other. You \
31and I have both nothing and everything \
32at once, we own the world and nothing in it.
33
34[chapped lips]: time-looks-up-to-the-sky.html
35[It is hard as teeth]: no-nothing.html
36[Reading]: poetry-time.html
37[You are not you]: about-the-author.html
38[You are the air the swan walks on.]: swansong.html
39[that separates me from you]: elegyforanalternateself.html
40[fire]: fire.html
41[the air without a swan]: finding-the-lion.html