From cbd5199529209059be3bde0d6572a1ba192b84d3 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Case Duckworth
Date: Wed, 28 Jan 2015 22:22:15 -0700
Subject: Add Elegies; template; pandoc compile script

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+---
+title: 'Swansong'
+subtitle: 'alternate version'
+project: 'Elegies for Alternate Selves'
+...
+
+This poem is dry like chapped lips. \
+It is hard as teeth---hear the tapping? \
+It is the swan song of beauty, as all \
+swan songs are. Reading it, you are \
+puzzled, perhaps a little repulsed. \
+Swans do not have teeth, nor do they sing. \
+A honking over the cliff is all \
+they can do, and that they do \
+badly. You don't know where I'm going. \
+You want to tell me, You are not you. \
+You are the air the swan walks on. \
+You are the fringe of the curtain \
+that separates me from you. I say \
+that you are no longer the temple, \
+that you have been through fire \
+and are now less than ash. You are \
+the subtraction of yourself from \
+the world, the air without a swan. \
+Together, we are each other. You \
+and I have both nothing and everything \
+at once, we own the world and nothing in it.
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