From 2764ce38ff89667fc4073fb66cdd634caaffd613 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Case Duckworth Date: Thu, 12 Mar 2015 13:01:16 -0700 Subject: Fix #9 - ekphrastisize some poems For ekphrastic articles, add `ekphrastic` node to YAML metadata. This node includes subnodes `image`, `title`, `alt`, `link`, and `class`. `image` provides a link to the local image--just include the file name with the extension, not the folder (all images should be in /img/.) `title` provides the title of the image, and the alt-text, if there is no `alt` node. `alt`, if it exists, provides the alt text for the image. `link`, if present, wraps the image in an `` tag--it should point to the source web page of the ekphrastic image. `class`, if present, sets the class(es) for the image, for styling. In this commit, I've set `ekphrastic` on the four articles that have them so far: 'The Death Zone,' 'AMBER alert,' 'The moon is gone,' and 'Man.' I've also updated .template.html with the changes, and updated README.md to reflect the changes in YAML structure. --- ex-machina.html | 21 ++++++++++----------- 1 file changed, 10 insertions(+), 11 deletions(-) (limited to 'ex-machina.html') diff --git a/ex-machina.html b/ex-machina.html index 249eec5..8789250 100644 --- a/ex-machina.html +++ b/ex-machina.html @@ -42,17 +42,16 @@ -
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Bottom of the drink: they had
to go. The Coke machine, the snack
machine, the deep fryer. Hoisted

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and dragged through the halls
and out to the curb, they sat with
other trash beneath gray, forlorn

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skies behind the elementary
school, wondering what their next
move would be. The Coke machine

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had always wanted to live
the life of a
hobo, jumping trains,
eating from garbage, making fire

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in old oil drums. It had some
strange romantic notions of being homeless,
is what the deep fryer thought.

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Its opinion was to head to court,
sue the bastards at the school for early
termination of contract. It was

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the embodiment of justifiable anger.
It believed privately that it was an incarnation
of Nemesis, the goddess of divine

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retribution. What the snack machine
thought, it kept to itself, but it did say
that nothing ever ends. The others

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were confused, then angry, but finally
understood, or thought they did. The snack
machine’s candy melted in the sun.

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Bottom of the drink: they had
to go. The Coke machine, the snack
machine, the deep fryer. Hoisted

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and dragged through the halls
and out to the curb, they sat with
other trash beneath gray, forlorn

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skies behind the elementary
school, wondering what their next
move would be. The Coke machine

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had always wanted to live
the life of a hobo, jumping trains,
eating from garbage, making fire

+

in old oil drums. It had some
strange romantic notions of being homeless,
is what the deep fryer thought.

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Its opinion was to head to court,
sue the bastards at the school for early
termination of contract. It was

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the embodiment of justifiable anger.
It believed privately that it was an incarnation
of Nemesis, the goddess of divine

+

retribution. What the snack machine
thought, it kept to itself, but it did say
that nothing ever ends. The others

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were confused, then angry, but finally
understood, or thought they did. The snack
machine’s candy melted in the sun.