Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.016 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 White Heat

by Emily Dickinson

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Drawing the boundary…

Birthday Verses

by Thomas Hood

−0.4345 − 0.5691i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The White Heat

by Emily Dickinson

Dare you see a soul at the white heat?
Then crouch within the door—
Red—is the fire's common tint;
But when the vivid ore
Has vanquished flame's conditions,
It quivers from the forge
Without a color, but the light—
Of unanointed blaze.

Least village boasts its blacksmith
Whose anvil's even ring
Stands symbol for the finer forge
That soundless tugs—within,
Refining these impatient ores
With hammer, and with blaze
Until the designated light
Repudiate the forge—

Birthday Verses

by Thomas Hood

Good morrow to the golden morning,
Good morrow to the world's delight—
I've come to bless thy life's beginning,
Since it makes my own so bright!

I have brought no roses, sweetest,
I could find no flowers, dear,—
It was when all sweets were over
Thou wert born to bless the year.

But I've brought thee jewels, dearest,
In thy bonny locks to shine,—
And if love shows in their glances,
They have learn'd that look of mine!

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