Poem fractal

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0.022 apart. A smaller distance means the lines are built more alike.

This number is read from the build of the lines. The bright edge is that number, carried outward until the pattern repeats.

Come woeful Orpheus

by William Byrd

−0.0218 + 0.1221i

Drawing the boundary…

Faith

by Ada Cambridge

−0.0388 + 0.1081i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

Come woeful Orpheus

by William Byrd

Come wofull Orpheus with thy charming Lyre
And tune my voyce unto thy skilfull wyre,
Some strange Cromatique Notes doe you devise
That best with mournefull accents sympathize,
Of sowrest Sharps and uncouth Flats make choise,
And Ile thereto compassionate my voyce.

Faith

by Ada Cambridge

And is the Great Cause lost beyond recall?
Have all the hopes of ages come to nought?
Is Life no more with noble meaning fraught?
Is Life but Death, and Love its funeral pall?
Maybe. But still on bended knees I fall,
Filled with a faith no preacher ever taught.
Oh God my God, by no false prophet wrought,
I believe still, in despite of it all!

Let go the myths and creeds of groping men.
This clay knows nought the Potter understands.
I own that Power divine beyond my ken,
And still can leave me in His shaping hands.
But, O my God, that madest me to feel!
Forgive the anguish of the turning wheel.

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