From 643d9ceb308c206a6e572c7c555168ff0ca60bc1 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Case Duckworth Date: Fri, 27 Mar 2015 15:40:42 -0700 Subject: Fix #5: Verse typesetting Thanks to the pandoc-discussion thread at , line breaks in verse have been converted to 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. --- the-sea_the-beach.html | 10 +++++----- 1 file changed, 5 insertions(+), 5 deletions(-) (limited to 'the-sea_the-beach.html') diff --git a/the-sea_the-beach.html b/the-sea_the-beach.html index d1f72fc..5e59884 100644 --- a/the-sea_the-beach.html +++ b/the-sea_the-beach.html @@ -36,11 +36,11 @@
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Waiting for a reading to start
when there’s nobody coming anyway
is like waiting for the tide
to make some meaning of the beach.

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The sea doesn’t know or care
what the beach even is, let alone
its cares or its troubles, its
little nagging under-the-skin annoyances
that make the beach the beach.

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Sandworms, for example, or those crabs
with big pincers on one side
but not the other. Those really get
the beach’s gander up, but the sea
doesn’t care. The sea

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only wants to caress the beach
with its soft arms, to tell the beach
how much it’s loved by the sea,
that complex of water, salt, and
the moon’s gravity, the mercury
rising up and down slowly, like a yawn.

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The sea only cares about itself.
The beach lays there and takes it.

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Waiting for a reading to startwhen there’s nobody coming anywayis like waiting for the tideto make some meaning of the beach.

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The sea doesn’t know or carewhat the beach even is, let aloneits cares or its troubles, itslittle nagging under-the-skin annoyancesthat make the beach the beach.

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Sandworms, for example, or those crabswith big pincers on one sidebut not the other. Those really getthe beach’s gander up, but the seadoesn’t care. The sea

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only wants to caress the beachwith its soft arms, to tell the beachhow much it’s loved by the sea,that complex of water, salt, andthe moon’s gravity, the mercuryrising up and down slowly, like a yawn.

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The sea only cares about itself.The beach lays there and takes it.