Fix #5: Verse typesetting

Thanks to the pandoc-discussion thread at
<https://groups.google.com/forum/#!topic/pandoc-discuss/_JnTJnsSK3k>,
line breaks in verse have been converted to <span class="line">s,
which enables the CSS to style them with hanging indents, given
a too-small viewport.  This commit also includes a makefile edit to
reflect this change, and the Haskell source and executable of the
pandoc filter.

1 files changed, 1 insertions, 1 deletions

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         <section class="content verse">
-            <p>What secrets does it hold?<br />Can it tell us who kissed Sara<br />that night on the veranda, or<br />who Joey is really in love with?<br />We all know it isn’t Sara, we<br />mean look at them Christmas eve<br />and he’s staring whistfully<br />at the stars, or the largest<br />asteroid in the asteroid belt.<br />She’s staring at him, sure, but<br />she sees the twinkle in his eye<br />is not aimed in her direction.<br />The reflection of that reflection<br />will beam into space, lightyears<br />of space, dimming slowly each<br />second, until it dies out like<br />all of Sara’s hopes for something<br />resembling love in this life, real<br />love that takes hold of her by<br />the throat and refuses to let go,<br />love that makes men travel for her<br />and only for her, love that launches<br />space ships to that asteroid, the<br />largest in the asteroid belt, that<br />jewel of dead rock and ice, harboring<br />something that could’ve been life<br /><a href="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/88/stevens-snowman.html">and nothing that actually is</a>.</p>
+            <p><span class="line">What secrets does it hold?</span><span class="line">Can it tell us who kissed Sara</span><span class="line">that night on the veranda, or</span><span class="line">who Joey is really in love with?</span><span class="line">We all know it isn’t Sara, we</span><span class="line">mean look at them Christmas eve</span><span class="line">and he’s staring whistfully</span><span class="line">at the stars, or the largest</span><span class="line">asteroid in the asteroid belt.</span><span class="line">She’s staring at him, sure, but</span><span class="line">she sees the twinkle in his eye</span><span class="line">is not aimed in her direction.</span><span class="line">The reflection of that reflection</span><span class="line">will beam into space, lightyears</span><span class="line">of space, dimming slowly each</span><span class="line">second, until it dies out like</span><span class="line">all of Sara’s hopes for something</span><span class="line">resembling love in this life, real</span><span class="line">love that takes hold of her by</span><span class="line">the throat and refuses to let go,</span><span class="line">love that makes men travel for her</span><span class="line">and only for her, love that launches</span><span class="line">space ships to that asteroid, the</span><span class="line">largest in the asteroid belt, that</span><span class="line">jewel of dead rock and ice, harboring</span><span class="line">something that could’ve been life</span><span class="line"><a href="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/88/stevens-snowman.html">and nothing that actually is</a>.</span></p>
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