Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.017 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.

Thoughts

by Myra Viola Wilds

−0.1875 − 0.5042i

Drawing the boundary…

Apparition

by Yone Noguchi

−0.2035 − 0.4996i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Thoughts

by Myra Viola Wilds

What kind of thoughts now, do you carry
   In your travels day by day
Are they bright and lofty visions, 
   Or neglected, gone astray?

Matters not how great in fancy, 
    Or what deeds of skill you’ve wrought; 
Man, though high may be his station, 
    Is no better than his thoughts. 

Catch your thoughts and hold them tightly, 
   Let each one an honor be; 
Purge them, scourge them, burnish brightly, 
   Then in love set each one free.

Apparition

by Yone Noguchi

'Twas morn;
I felt the whiteness of her brow
Over my face; I raised my eyes and saw
The breezes passing on dewy feet.

'Twas noon;
Her slightly trembling lips of passion
I saw, I felt, but where she smiled
Were only yellow flakes of sunlight.

'Twas eve;
The velvet shadows of her hair enforded me;
I eagerly stretched my hand to grasp her,
But touched the darkness of eve.

'Twas night;
I heard her eloquent violet eyes
Whispering love, but from the heaven
Gazed down the stars in gathering tears.

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