Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.018 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.

The Sky is low — the Clouds are mean

by Emily Dickinson

0.0648 − 0.8083i

Drawing the boundary…

To Lucasta, Going to the Wars

by Richard Lovelace

0.0468 − 0.8120i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Sky is low — the Clouds are mean

by Emily Dickinson

The Sky is low — the Clouds are mean.
A Travelling Flake of Snow
Across a Barn or through a Rut
Debates if it will go —

A Narrow Wind complains all Day
How some one treated him
Nature, like Us is sometimes caught
Without her Diadem.

To Lucasta, Going to the Wars

by Richard Lovelace

Tell me not (Sweet) I am unkind,
         That from the nunnery
Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind
         To war and arms I fly.

True, a new mistress now I chase,
         The first foe in the field;
And with a stronger faith embrace
         A sword, a horse, a shield.

Yet this inconstancy is such
         As you too shall adore;
I could not love thee (Dear) so much,
         Lov’d I not Honour more.

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