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 put one brick upon another

by Philip Arthur Larkin

0.0536 − 0.7947i

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 put one brick upon another

by Philip Arthur Larkin

To put one brick upon another,
Add a third, and then a fourth, 
Leaves no time to wonder whether 
What you do has any worth.

But to sit with bricks around you 
While the winds of heaven bawl 
Weighing what you should or can do 
Leaves no doubt of it at all.

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