Poem fractal

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0.010 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.

Think of Me

by James Nack

−0.2845 + 0.2258i

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The General

by Siegfried Sassoon

−0.2747 + 0.2272i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Think of Me

by James Nack

When floods of light upon thee break,
From heav'n, a heav'n of earth to make,
And one thou needest to partake
The splendor on thee stealing;
Or when each ray of splendor dies,
And scowl upon thee gloomy skies,
And one thou need'st to sympathize
With desolated feeling;
Or when thou look'st around mankind,
Nor one among them all canst find
Who has with thine a kindred mind,
When earth to thee is drearest;
When all deny affection's balm
The fever of thy soul to calm,
Oh! then remember where I am!
Oh! think upon me, dearest!

But sure it cannot be decreed
Protection thou shouldst ever need,
Or sympathy;— thy virtues, plead
So well for thee with heaven,
Its blessings only will descend,
And earth no less will thee befriend, ——
Ah! that I might as well depend,
Upon the hope, that given
To me a thought of thine can be,
While all around thee worship thee!
But if thou him shouldst wish to see
Whose ardour is sincerest;
Whose ev'ry fondest thought is thine,—
Whose heart is bleeding at thy shrine,—
Who life would for thy sake resign,—
Oh! think upon me, dearest!

The General

by Siegfried Sassoon

“Good-morning, good-morning!” the General said
When we met him last week on our way to the line.
Now the soldiers he smiled at are most of 'em dead,
And we're cursing his staff for incompetent swine.
“He's a cheery old card,” grunted Harry to Jack
As they slogged up to Arras with rifle and pack.

But he did for them both by his plan of attack.

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