From 3b37989606c44902d90a3723e197d8c318a302bf Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Case Duckworth Date: Fri, 27 Mar 2015 13:47:42 -0700 Subject: Change verse lines '$' -> '^| ' --- plant.txt | 200 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++------------------------------- 1 file changed, 100 insertions(+), 100 deletions(-) (limited to 'plant.txt') diff --git a/plant.txt b/plant.txt index 05d8ad1..87c8b19 100644 --- a/plant.txt +++ b/plant.txt @@ -8,107 +8,107 @@ project: class: autocento ... -I need a plant. I need a thing \ -to take care of. I need \ -a little green brownspotted \ -[blackdirt][] growing \ -quietness. I need a sunlit \ -dawn knowing my name filtered \ -through a [thin green window][]. \ -I need chlorophyll \ -working its [magic][] on beams of \ -grassmade early morning dewdrop \ -sweetmaking green. I need \ -the dark earth sucking water \ -from a black crevice \ -its black magic churning \ -wormilled rockturned starblind \ -darkness and cold into \ -[the opposite of dust][]. I need the heat \ -to blind me. I need the dumb making \ -to charge my coldened blood. I need \ -the dropturned leaves to turn again \ -their [faces to the windblown sun][]. \ -I need millions of tiny years \ -summed up and burning out some unknown \ -new growth into the air. I need four \ -hundred feet of dark red gnarled wood \ -and needles glistening wetly on goldheaded \ -branches hoisting themselves \ -to the sky. I need ten strong men \ -to fail to bring you down. Old one \ -I need the peace that comes with knowing \ -something sacred holds still \ -in the world. I need your green tongues \ -[of flame to lick at old wounds][] \ -stitching us together away from ourselves. \ -I need your brownbranching grasp \ -to keep me from drifting off \ -into [unknowing terrible sleep][]. I need \ -[to know the snake][] hanging \ -from your branches. I need to watch \ -the dropping of flesh massful \ -onto the ground from a height. I need \ -the gnawer at your root to strike \ -a vein to quicken old brown stone \ -to movement. I need jeweleyed venom \ -barking new greennesses into the bark. \ -I need a knocker of dark secrets hidden \ -in the dark bark hiding a smallstone \ -smoldering pearl in the knot. I need \ -that [pearl held out in a hand][] like an offering. \ -I need the hand to be a plant's hand. +| I need a plant. I need a thing +| to take care of. I need +| a little green brownspotted +| [blackdirt][] growing +| quietness. I need a sunlit +| dawn knowing my name filtered +| through a [thin green window][]. +| I need chlorophyll +| working its [magic][] on beams of +| grassmade early morning dewdrop +| sweetmaking green. I need +| the dark earth sucking water +| from a black crevice +| its black magic churning +| wormilled rockturned starblind +| darkness and cold into +| [the opposite of dust][]. I need the heat +| to blind me. I need the dumb making +| to charge my coldened blood. I need +| the dropturned leaves to turn again +| their [faces to the windblown sun][]. +| I need millions of tiny years +| summed up and burning out some unknown +| new growth into the air. I need four +| hundred feet of dark red gnarled wood +| and needles glistening wetly on goldheaded +| branches hoisting themselves +| to the sky. I need ten strong men +| to fail to bring you down. Old one +| I need the peace that comes with knowing +| something sacred holds still +| in the world. I need your green tongues +| [of flame to lick at old wounds][] +| stitching us together away from ourselves. +| I need your brownbranching grasp +| to keep me from drifting off +| into [unknowing terrible sleep][]. I need +| [to know the snake][] hanging +| from your branches. I need to watch +| the dropping of flesh massful +| onto the ground from a height. I need +| the gnawer at your root to strike +| a vein to quicken old brown stone +| to movement. I need jeweleyed venom +| barking new greennesses into the bark. +| I need a knocker of dark secrets hidden +| in the dark bark hiding a smallstone +| smoldering pearl in the knot. I need +| that [pearl held out in a hand][] like an offering. +| I need the hand to be a plant's hand. -I need a plant. I need a growing \ -growler [groaning][] toward heat and air. \ -I need a green thin stem surprisingly strong \ -holding up the weight of a plain \ -of fallow [greennesses of creases and caresses][] \ -of tiny worldmaking hardworking grandeur. \ -I need a singer of life crying \ -forward into old roads covered over \ -by dead trees. I need the rasping of root \ -in dirt. I need the unfurling of fiddleheads \ -to sing forth a new symphony. I need \ -fruits swelling large for the harvest. \ -I need yellow light shining through white bark. \ -I need juicecrush flowing waterlike \ -through valleys percolating up \ -through the ground. I need springs bubbling sap \ -into cabins of wood fought for by labor. \ -I need snow on the ground with shoots \ -dotting the melting patches. I need two \ -leaves on a thin stalk shivering \ -in [moonlight][]. I need robinsong warbling \ -over the heads of small seeds sprouting \ -to enliven their growth. I need rings \ -of woody material widening to push \ -the ground out of their way. I need \ -new greennesses pushing out from \ -the brown dark bark gnarled. I \ -need the robin to build its songfilled \ -nest in a [branchcrotch][]. I need \ -the fecundity of fungi on the branches. \ -I need quiet of the sunlight shooting \ -through thousands of branched leaves \ -quivering. [I need whisper at dawn.][] \ -I need burrows underground foxholes. \ -I need duff layers eaten through \ -by worms. I need brooks murmuring \ -through crooks of roots. I need small \ -[fish swimming][] in their schools at \ -midnight. I need oldnesses giving way \ -[to youngnesses giving way to oldnesses][]. \ -I need dapplegray yellowshot ashbark. \ -I need the crunch of dead leaves underfoot. \ -I need [snowquiet deadbranch][] mourning. \ -I need those [purple mountains majesty][]. \ -I need a walk between trees in the dark. \ -I need that moment when stopping to rest \ -it suddenly seems that all the weary \ -[forestroads][] in all their meandering come \ -[to rest their heads][] at my astonished \ -feet, none of them needing more than me. +| I need a plant. I need a growing +| growler [groaning][] toward heat and air. +| I need a green thin stem surprisingly strong +| holding up the weight of a plain +| of fallow [greennesses of creases and caresses][] +| of tiny worldmaking hardworking grandeur. +| I need a singer of life crying +| forward into old roads covered over +| by dead trees. I need the rasping of root +| in dirt. I need the unfurling of fiddleheads +| to sing forth a new symphony. I need +| fruits swelling large for the harvest. +| I need yellow light shining through white bark. +| I need juicecrush flowing waterlike +| through valleys percolating up +| through the ground. I need springs bubbling sap +| into cabins of wood fought for by labor. +| I need snow on the ground with shoots +| dotting the melting patches. I need two +| leaves on a thin stalk shivering +| in [moonlight][]. I need robinsong warbling +| over the heads of small seeds sprouting +| to enliven their growth. I need rings +| of woody material widening to push +| the ground out of their way. I need +| new greennesses pushing out from +| the brown dark bark gnarled. I +| need the robin to build its songfilled +| nest in a [branchcrotch][]. I need +| the fecundity of fungi on the branches. +| I need quiet of the sunlight shooting +| through thousands of branched leaves +| quivering. [I need whisper at dawn.][] +| I need burrows underground foxholes. +| I need duff layers eaten through +| by worms. I need brooks murmuring +| through crooks of roots. I need small +| [fish swimming][] in their schools at +| midnight. I need oldnesses giving way +| [to youngnesses giving way to oldnesses][]. +| I need dapplegray yellowshot ashbark. +| I need the crunch of dead leaves underfoot. +| I need [snowquiet deadbranch][] mourning. +| I need those [purple mountains majesty][]. +| I need a walk between trees in the dark. +| I need that moment when stopping to rest +| it suddenly seems that all the weary +| [forestroads][] in all their meandering come +| [to rest their heads][] at my astonished +| feet, none of them needing more than me. [blackdirt]: building.html [thin green window]: window.html -- cgit 1.4.1-21-gabe81