Poem fractal

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0.023 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.

I’m ceded — I’ve stopped being Theirs

by Emily Dickinson

−0.4740 − 0.3492i

Drawing the boundary…

Phantom

by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

−0.4687 − 0.3713i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

I’m ceded — I’ve stopped being Theirs

by Emily Dickinson

I’m ceded — I’ve stopped being Theirs —
The name They dropped upon my face
With water, in the country church
Is finished using, now,
And They can put it with my Dolls,
My childhood, and the string of spools,
I’ve finished threading — too —

Baptized, before, without the choice,
But this time, consciously, of Grace —
Unto supremest name —
Called to my Full — The Crescent dropped —
Existence’s whole Arc, filled up,
With one small Diadem.

My second Rank — too small the first —
Crowned — Crowing — on my Father’s breast —
A half unconscious Queen —
But this time — Adequate — Erect,
With Will to choose, or to reject,
And I choose, just a Crown —

Phantom

by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

All look and likeness caught from earth
All accident of kin and birth,
Had pass’d away. There was no trace
Of aught on that illumined face,
Uprais’d beneath the rifted stone
But of one spirit all her own—
She, she herself, and only she,
Shone through her body visibly.

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