Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.060 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 slowly—Eden!

by Emily Dickinson

−0.5580 − 1.2106i

Drawing the boundary…

Apparitions

by Robert Browning

−0.5931 − 1.1625i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Come slowly—Eden!

by Emily Dickinson

Come slowly—Eden!
Lips unused to thee.
Bashful—sip thy Jessamines—
As the fainting Bee—

Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums—
Counts his nectars—
Enters—and is lost in Balms.

Apparitions

by Robert Browning

Such a starved bank of moss
Till, that May-morn,
Blue ran the flash across:
Violets were born!

Sky—what a scowl of cloud
Till, near and far,
Ray on ray split the shroud:
Splendid, a star!

World—how it walled about
Life with disgrace,
Till God's own smile came out:
That was thy face!

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