Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.047 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.

Afraid? Of whom am I afraid?

by Emily Dickinson

0.2709 − 0.9868i

Drawing the boundary…

What Have I to Sorrow O'er?

by George Reginald Margetson

0.2783 − 0.9408i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Afraid? Of whom am I afraid?

by Emily Dickinson

Afraid? Of whom am I afraid?
Not death; for who is he?
The porter of my father's lodge
As much abasheth me.

Of life? 'T were odd I fear a thing
That comprehendeth me
In one or more existences
At Deity's decree.

Of resurrection? Is the east
Afraid to trust the morn
With her fastidious forehead?
As soon impeach my crown!

What Have I to Sorrow O'er?

by George Reginald Margetson

What have I to sorrow o'er?
Death no terrors has for me,
Life is but a troubled sea,
Leaning on a happier shore.

All the agonies I feel,
All the sufferings that I bear,—
Shadows!— ye shall disappear,
Sweetest sunshine to reveal.

All this earthly show must cease,
Vanity shall meet decay,
When like ships we sail away,
Making for the goal of Peace.

There within one social sphere
Rich and poor alike shall move,
Fed by one Paternal Love,
All one common blessing share.

Naught have I to worry o'er,
Death no perils has for me,
Life is but a rolling sea,
Moving to the Heavenly Shore.

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