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+title: Look
+subtitle: a found typewriter poem
+genre: verse
+
+id: found-typewriter-poem
+toc: "Look: a found typewriter poem"
+
+epigraph:
+    content: |
+        [Is he older](http://books.google.com/books?id=ALdlAAAAMAAJ&focus=searchwithinvolume&q=older+than)?  I asked her.
+        And I never got an answer, because at the moment she disappeared in a puff of smoke.
+        I like to think nothing ever happened to her save that she went over to the spirit realm.
+        I usually know better though.
+
+project:
+    title: Autocento of the breakfast table
+    class: autocento
+...
+
+| Look, I say---look here---
+| at this old place
+| [where nothing changes][old-place].
+| Look at the people
+| who pass by.  Look at
+| the trees.  The flowers
+| full of wanting: look
+| [how full they are][] with
+| color.  Look how they mock
+| us, empty people who
+| must fill themselves
+| with changes---emptiness.
+
+| "[There is nothing][] to be
+| but happy.  [There is no][]
+| sadness to fall down
+| like cherry petals."
+
+| The [trees don't under-
+| stand:][trees] they are too
+| tall to see the germ
+| of discontent in us.
+
+[old-place]: planks.html
+[how full they are]: squirrel.html
+[There is nothing]: elegeyforanalternateself.html
+[There is no]: no-nothing.html
+[trees]: plant.html