Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.028 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.

Evil

by Arthur Davison Ficke

−0.0659 − 0.9388i

Drawing the boundary…

Even So

by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

−0.0890 − 0.9235i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Evil

by Arthur Davison Ficke

A twig crackles behind me….
I start, and turn in fear
As flashes of terror blind me…
There is nothing near.

An eye gleams from the shadow…
Ah, it is only the sun…
What haunts this wood, this meadow?
What have I done?

Even So

by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

So it is, my dear.
All such things touch secret strings
For heavy hearts to hear.
So it is, my dear.

Very like indeed:
Sea and sky, afar, on high,
Sand and strewn seaweed, —
Very like indeed.

But the sea stands spread
As one wall with the flat skies,
Where the lean black craft like flies
Seem well-nigh stagnated,
Soon to drop off dead.

Seemed it so to us
When I was thine and thou wast mine,
And all these things were thus,
But all our world in us?

Could we be so now?
Not if all beneath heaven's pall
Lay dead but I and thou,
Could we be so now!

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