From 5c676ceaf4ee28ce1054676dcd4319ca02bdc8bd Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Case Duckworth Date: Thu, 2 Apr 2015 21:33:43 -0700 Subject: Update make clean --- first-lines.txt | 152 -------------------------------------------------------- 1 file changed, 152 deletions(-) delete mode 100644 first-lines.txt (limited to 'first-lines.txt') diff --git a/first-lines.txt b/first-lines.txt deleted file mode 100644 index c24b9a7..0000000 --- a/first-lines.txt +++ /dev/null @@ -1,152 +0,0 @@ ---- -title: Autocento of the breakfast table -id: first-lines -subtitle: index of first lines -genre: prose - -project: - title: About Autocento - class: meta - next: - - title: About _Autocento_ - link: about - prev: - - title: Index of common titles - link: common-titles -... - -[Whenever you call me friend](100-lines.html) -[He was born on a few separate occasions _green traffic lights at night_](about-the-author.html) -[_Autocento of the breakfast table_ is a hypertextual exploration of the workings of revision across time.](about.html) -[Case Duckworth is the cowardly but lovable Great Dane who solves mysteries on TV.](about_author.html) -[_Autocento of the breakfast table_ is my Master's thesis, an inter/hypertextual exploration of the workings of inspiration, revision, and obsession.](abstract.html) -[Lost things have a way of staying lost.](amber-alert.html) -[And you were there at the start of it all](and.html) -[Abraham, Abraham, you are old and cannot hear:](angeltoabraham.html) -[So it's the fucking moon. Big deal. As if](apollo11.html) -[What is poetry?](arspoetica.html) -[Paul was writing in his diary about art.](art.html) -[Paul took his axe and went out into the woods to chop trees.](axe.html) -[After searching for days or even months](big-dipper.html) -[Now the ticking clocks scare me.](boar.html) -[When he said Bible I heard his southern accent](boy_bus.html) -[_ART and CRAFT are only the inside and outside of the same building.](building.html) -[Like _40_ as I challenge anyone to come too!](call-me-aural-pleasure.html) -[He woke up after eleven and didn't go outside all day, not even to his Writing Shack.](cereal.html) -[Man of autumn, cold wind,](cold-wind.html) -[`tr` has been a part of the Unix toolset since the late 70s.](collage-instrument.html) -[So two hyperintelligent pandimensional beings](creation-myth.html) -[A dead man finds his way into our hearts](deadman.html) -[When I think of death I think](death-zone.html) -[He didn't have any polish so he spit-shined the whole thing,](deathstrumpet.html) -[I turned off the TV as soon as the end credits began.](dollywood.html) -[It had gotten cold.](dream.html) -[_YOU CANNOT DISCOVER ART ART MUST BE CREATED_ he sat on the couch at home while his mother watched TV and smoked.](early.html) -[Say there are no words. Say that we are conjoined](elegyforanalternateself.html) -[I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story.](epigraph.html) -[Bottom of the drink: they had](ex-machina.html) -[I didn't write this sestina yesterday.](exasperated.html) -["Is man the natural thing that makes unnatural things" he thought to himself as he looked out the kitchen window at the shed.](father.html) -[You never can tell just when Charlie Sheen will enter your life.](feedingtheraven.html) -[Tonight, as I look up, the stars](finding-the-lion.html) -[His mother ran out of the house in her nightgown.](fire.html) -[Look, I say---look here---](found-typewriter-poem.html) -[He looked down at his hands idly while he was typing.](hands.html) -[You think building Hoggle's a hard game?](hard-game.html) -[His mother drove him to the Hardware Store on a Tuesday.](hardware.html) -[I was away on vacation when I heard---](howithappened.html) -[This book is an exploration of life, of all possible lives that could be lived.](howtoread.html) -[_It's all jokes_ Paul wrote in what he was now calling his Hymnal.](hymnal.html) -[I am a great pillar of white smoke.](i-am.html) -[I thought I saw you walking](i-think-its-you.html) -[I want to say I take it all back](i-want-to-say.html) -[I wanted to tell you something in order to](i-wanted-to-tell-you-something.html) -[I hear the rats run](in-bed.html) -[There is a theory which states the Universe](initial-conditions.html) -[January.](january.html) -[He wrote _**JOKES**_ on the top of a page in his notebook.](joke.html) -[Walter rides the bus into work on Wednesday morning when he realizes, with the force and surprise of a rogue current, that he is in the home-for-death phase of life.](lappel-du-vide.html) -[What secrets does it hold?](largest-asteroid.html) -[Dimly remembered celebrity chefs shuffle](last-bastion.html) -[Memory works strangely, spooling its thread](last-passenger.html) -[He shrugged the wood off his shoulder, letting it fall with a clog onto the earth floor of his Writing Shack.](leaf.html) -[His first chair was a stool.](leg.html) -[The definition of happiness is *doing stuff that you really like*.](likingthings.html) -[If you swallow hard enough](listen.html) -[God is love, they say, but there is](love-as-god.html) -[Walking along in the dark is a good way to begin a song.](lovesong.html) -[_THIS MAN REFUSED TO OPEN HIS EYES_](man.html) -[What is a poem?](manifesto_poetics.html) -[The moon is drowning the stars it pushes them](moon-drowning.html) -[The moon is gone and in its place a mirror.](moongone.html) -[The other side of this mountain](mountain.html) -[A dog moving sideways is sick; a man moving sideways is drunk.](movingsideways.html) -[Silence lies underneath us all in the same way](music-433.html) -[While swimming in the river](no-nothing.html) -[Paul began typing on notecards.](notes.html) -[Nothing is ever over; nothing](nothing-is-ever-over.html) -[How does one describe a poem?](on-genre-dimension.html) -[I think that I could write formal poems](onformalpoetry.html) -[What did he do when he was in the woods?](options.html) -[He said at the beginning, "It's like rolling yarn into a too-small ball.](ouroboros_memory.html) -[CONTENTS OF THE SHED](paul.html) -["My anger is like a peach," he said.](peaches.html) -[Importance is important.](philosophy.html) -["Hello Paul this is Jill Jill Noe remember me" the voice on the phone was a woman's.](phone.html) -[EVERYTHING CHANGES OR EVERYTHING](planks.html) -[I need a plant. I need a thing](plant.html) -[I'm writing this now because I have to.](poetry-time.html) -[Of course, there is a God.](prelude.html) -[The problem with people is this: we cannot be happy.](problems.html) -[_Autocento of the breakfast table_ is an inter/hypertextual exploration of the workings of inspiration, revision, and obsession.](process.html) -[Nothing matters; everything is sacred.](proverbs.html) -[When he finally got back to work he was surprised they threw him a party.](punch.html) -[Okay, so as we said in the Prelude, there either is or isn't a God.](purpose-dogs.html) -["Do you have to say your thoughts out loud for them to mean anything" Paul asked Jill on his first coffee break at work.](question.html) -[Sometimes I feel as though I am not a real writer.](real-writer.html) -["Paul, you can't turn in your reports on four-by-six notecards" Jill told him after he handed her his reports, typed carefully on twelve four-by-six notecards.](reports.html) -[Inside of my memory, the poem is another memory.](riptide_memory.html) -[When Ronald McDonald takes off his striped shirt,](ronaldmcdonald.html) -[I lost my hands & knit replacement ones](roughgloves.html) -[He chopped down a sapling pine tree and looked at his watch.](sapling.html) -[On your desk I set a tangerine:](seasonal-affective-disorder.html) -[I only write poems on the bus anymore.](sense-of-it.html) -[The self is a serengeti](serengeti.html) -["What do you do all day in that shed out back" his mother asked one night while they ate dinner in front of the TV.](shed.html) -[He builds a ship as if it were the last thing](shipwright.html) -[If Justin Bieber isn't going for the sixteenth](sixteenth-chapel.html) -[_I don't care if they burn_ he wrote on his last blank notecard.](snow.html) -[in mammals the ratio between bladder size](something-simple.html) -[My body is attached to your body by a thin spittle of thought.](spittle.html) -[He is so full in himself:](squirrel.html) -["Riding the bus to work is a good way to think or to read" Paul thought to himself on the bus ride to work.](stagnant.html) -["Can one truly describe an emotion?" Eli asked me over the walkie-talkie.](statements-frag.html) -[It was a gamble](stayed-on-the-bus.html) -[He walked into the woods for the first time in months.](stump.html) -[This poem is dry like chapped lips.](swansong-alt.html) -[Swans fly overhead singing goodbye](swansong.html) -[EVERYTHING CHANGES OR EVERYTHING STAYS THE SAME](swear.html) -[4. The look she gave me 4. Half-hours in heaven are three times](table_contents.html) -[_Apparently typewriters need ribbon.](tapestry.html) -[It was one of those nameless gray buildings that could be seen from the street only if Larry craned his neck to almost vertical.](telemarketer.html) -[My head is full of fire, my tongue swollen,](the-night-we-met.html) -[Waiting for a reading to start](the-sea_the-beach.html) -[We found your shirt deep in the dark water,](theoceanoverflowswithcamels.html) -[I wish I'd kissed you when I had the chance.](time-looks-up-to-the-sky.html) -[There are more modern ideals of beauty](todaniel.html) -[Paul only did his reading on the toilet.](toilet.html) -[He couldn't find a shirt to go to work in.](toothpaste.html) -[TREATISE ON LITERATURE AS "SPOOKY](treatise.html) -[He dropped the penny in the dryer, turned it on, and turned around.](underwear.html) -[I can walk through the rain, that rare occurrence](walking-in-the-rain.html) -[He didn't go back into the shed for a long time.](wallpaper.html) -[I saw two Eskimo girls playing a game](weplayedthosegamestoo.html) -[There is a cave just outside of Flagstaff made from ancient lava flows.](what-we-are-made-of.html) -[Your casserole dish takes the longest:](when-im-sorry-i.html) -[_**HYMN 386: JOKES**_](window.html) -[Somewhere I remember reading advice for beginning writers not to show their work to anyone, at least that in the early stages.](words-irritable-reaching.html) -["How astonishing it is that language can almost mean, / and frightening that it does not quite," Jack Gilbert opens his poem "The Forgotten Dialect of the Heart."](words-meaning.html) -[The radio is screaming the man](worse-looking-over.html) -[He sat down at his writing desk and removed his new pen from its plastic wrapping.](writing.html) -[While chopping a tree in the woods with his hatchet (a Christmas gift from his mother) a bird he'd never heard before cried out.](x-ray.html) -[He would enter data at work for fifty minutes and then go on break.](yellow.html) -- cgit 1.4.1-21-gabe81