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. --- in-bed.html | 111 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++------------------------------ 1 file changed, 55 insertions(+), 56 deletions(-) (limited to 'in-bed.html') diff --git a/in-bed.html b/in-bed.html index 101b63e..ec91c70 100644 --- a/in-bed.html +++ b/in-bed.html @@ -37,62 +37,61 @@ -
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I

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I hear the rats run
in the walls like water
through a tree. My blood

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thickens. As I dream
the masturbation dream
the shelf above my bed

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falls covering me in
dirt and decaying beetles.
I see my reflection is headless.

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II

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When the waves stop
and the moon grins down
to overtake me: the car

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ran up the street that night
when you were nearly
molested in your neighbor’s house:

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is this why we don’t have
neighbors? For this the trees
rot only for us?

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III

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I woke screaming and you
came to sit next to me. I felt
my eyes were open too wide

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that I could not shut them
from the horror movie sitting
on your lap in the easy chair

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in the dream the other dream
in the living room under
the tree. Why do I feel guilty?

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IV

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I wake up in a pool of water
closed over me like an eyelid.
There is no longer comfort

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in staring at the ceiling.
Its pitch blackness beckons
into a future of blankness.

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My body lay still quaking.
My mind is chained fast
to the beating of my heart.

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V

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I sit up slowly creaking.
I find myself alone buried
in an ocean. Far off

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there is an eagle flying
toward me. She lands on
my knee and lays an egg.

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I think not this again
something I’ve never
thought in my life.

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VI

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I think not this again
something I’ve never
thought in my life. Not

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after losing my car keys
in the easy chair. Not after
scratching myself on a branch.

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Not after finding the thing
in your dresser drawer that
night. I remember you suddenly.

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VII

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You run through me
like rats down an alley.
You are in my blood.

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You scared me once
remember? Jumped out
of the bathroom door.

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I fell screaming onto
the linoleum. Did you
apologize? Did you need to?

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VIII

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The ocean that surrounds me
creaks like a rocking
cradle. Your face bright

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as the moon at eclipse
and as red. Low song
my tide stretching

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to the horizon. Ripples
on the surface belie
something bigger beneath.

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IX

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In bed I am alone for
the only time. In bed
I am a grown man.

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Below the blankets I
know you for who you are.
In bed I see your face

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pressed against the window.
I look out and see you
and I am not afraid.

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I

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I hear the rats run
in the walls like water
through a tree. My blood

+

thickens. As I dream
the masturbation dream
the shelf above my bed

+

falls covering me in
dirt and decaying beetles.
I see my reflection is headless.

+
+
+

II

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When the waves stop
and the moon grins down
to overtake me: the car

+

ran up the street that night
when you were nearly
molested in your neighbor’s house:

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is this why we don’t have
neighbors? For this the trees
rot only for us?

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+
+

III

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I woke screaming and you
came to sit next to me. I felt
my eyes were open too wide

+

that I could not shut them
from the horror movie sitting
on your lap in the easy chair

+

in the dream the other dream
in the living room under
the tree. Why do I feel guilty?

+
+
+

IV

+

I wake up in a pool of water
closed over me like an eyelid.
There is no longer comfort

+

in staring at the ceiling.
Its pitch blackness beckons
into a future of blankness.

+

My body lay still quaking.
My mind is chained fast
to the beating of my heart.

+
+
+

V

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I sit up slowly creaking.
I find myself alone buried
in an ocean. Far off

+

there is an eagle flying
toward me. She lands on
my knee and lays an egg.

+

I think not this again
something I’ve never
thought in my life.

+
+
+

VI

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I think not this again
something I’ve never
thought in my life. Not

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after losing my car keys
in the easy chair. Not after
scratching myself on a branch.

+

Not after finding the thing
in your dresser drawer that
night. I remember you suddenly.

+
+
+

VII

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You run through me
like rats down an alley.
You are in my blood.

+

You scared me once
remember? Jumped out
of the bathroom door.

+

I fell screaming onto
the linoleum. Did you
apologize? Did you need to?

+
+
+

VIII

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The ocean that surrounds me
creaks like a rocking
cradle. Your face bright

+

as the moon at eclipse
and as red. Low song
my tide stretching

+

to the horizon. Ripples
on the surface belie
something bigger beneath.

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+
+

IX

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In bed I am alone for
the only time. In bed
I am a grown man.

+

Below the blankets I
know you for who you are.
In bed I see your face

+

pressed against the window.
I look out and see you
and I am not afraid.

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