Add reference, fix score

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@ -147,6 +147,24 @@ Cf. The Carpenters:
> Why do stars fall down from the sky, ev'ry time you walk by?\
> Just like me, they long to be close to you
#### \[...\] *that sweet field arrayed in living green* \[...\]
Cf. Samuel Stennett:
> Oh, the transporting, rapturous scene\
> That rises to my sight!\
> Sweet fields arrayed in living green,\
> And rivers of delight!
And yet, considering the role the climate crisis played in making the System our own little heaven, consider also a later verse:
> No chilling winds or poisonous breath\
> Can reach that healthful shore;\
> Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,\
> Are felt and feared no more.
But, ah! I will doubtless speak more on the System as heaven to come...
#### \[...\] *a Blakean energetic hell.*
From Blake:

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@ -34,7 +34,7 @@ She remembered these things, and I remember these things, just as I, in dreams,
Why do we so often do this? Why are there times when, overflowing or not, we wrap ourselves up in our memories like the most comforting blanket in the world, and yet still cry? Why do we cry after loved ones? Why do we cry after ourselves? Why do we look up to the stars — stars we made! — and cry so bitterly? Why do the tears leave tracks in the fur on our cheeks or down over the skin of our faces? Why do birds, as the poet says, suddenly appear every time we feel such nearness as is left of our superlative friend?
The Woman lay in the grass of the field and dug her fingers down into the soil between the blades, clutching perhaps a dandelion.
The Woman lay in the grass of that sweet field arrayed in living green and dug her fingers down into the soil between the blades, clutching perhaps a dandelion.
When Michelle who was Sasha was lost, when she was set aside from the world as something undesirable, some anathema, she was placed within a dream and left to rot.

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@ -278,12 +278,16 @@ I am full of wonder and I am full of terror and I am trembling and I am asking m
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<p style="text-indent: 0; text-align: center"><a href="/notes#part-9" target="idumea-notes">Notes</a></p>