Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.049 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…

Ebb

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

0.2357 − 0.9525i

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!

Ebb

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

I know what my heart is like
Since your love died:
It is like a hollow ledge
Holding a little pool
Left there by the tide,
A little tepid pool,
Drying inward from the edge.

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