From 9fce418b46c9f0894f429384ef9e3dabaeffbeb4 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Case Duckworth Date: Tue, 14 Apr 2015 16:36:17 -0700 Subject: Change file hierarchy and rewrite makefile - File hierarchy is now as follows: - / - appendix/ < appendix source files - backlinks/ < backlink sources & builds - hapax/ < *.hapax source files - scripts/ < scripts, like *.js, *.hs, etc. - templates/ < templates for outputs - text/ < source files - trunk/ < assets, like css, images, heads, etc. - index.html - *.html - Makefile --- deadman.txt | 77 ------------------------------------------------------------- 1 file changed, 77 deletions(-) delete mode 100644 deadman.txt (limited to 'deadman.txt') diff --git a/deadman.txt b/deadman.txt deleted file mode 100644 index e860ba3..0000000 --- a/deadman.txt +++ /dev/null @@ -1,77 +0,0 @@ ---- -title: Dead man -genre: verse - -id: deadman -toc: "Dead man" - -project: - title: Elegies for alternate selves - class: elegies - order: 9 - prev: - - title: The boar - link: boar - next: - - title: The angel to Abraham - link: angeltoabraham -... - -| The dead man finds [his way into our hearts][] -| by [opening the door][] and walking in. - -| He pours himself [a drink][], something like -| German cognac, from the mini-bar. He starts talking - -| aimlessly about hunting or some bats he saw -| on the way over, wheeling around each other - -| like [x-rays][] around bones and soft tissue. -| The dead man can see x-rays now, he says, - -| a perk of his [condition][]. -| It's not so bad, he says, though - -| he stops short of saying it's as good as -| being alive, an omission we can, ultimately, - -| forgive. There's [a short silence][] where nothing -| is said, we're just looking at him as he looks - -| at the ceiling or through it. He looks good -| for being dead. We mention this to him - -| but he just looks embarrassed. He mentions -| eels he saw in the aquarium earlier, how they knot - -| while mating. For hours, it's just a huge mass -| of [eel flesh, he says, undulating in the water][]. - -| We nod, waiting for what he'll say next. He seems -| uncomfortable carrying the conversation, but we - -| can't think of anything either. Now it's his turn -| to look at us, and [ours to stare at the ceiling][] - -| or wherever. Finally, we mention the knots we tied -| in Boy Scouts, especially the loop---a noose? he asks--- - -| but we say no, the one with the rabbit in its hole -| and the tree it goes around. The dead man - -| knows that knot, he says, it's a good knot. But what -| he really likes is the rabbit, coming out of its hole - -| in the morning, eating some grass, and a fox creeping -| out of its hiding place and chasing the rabbit around - -| the tree, back into its hole, where it always ends up safe. - -[his way into our hearts]: last-bastion.html -[opening the door]: words-meaning.html -[a drink]: ex-machina.html -[x-rays]: x-ray.html -[condition]: initial-conditions.html -[a short silence]: creation-myth.html -[eel flesh, he says, undulating in the water]: spittle.html -[ours to stare at the ceiling]: moongone.html -- cgit 1.4.1-21-gabe81