Poem fractal

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0.066 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.

Deed

by Emily Dickinson

−0.5576 − 1.0338i

Drawing the boundary…

I havn't told my garden yet

by Emily Dickinson

−0.5063 − 0.9926i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Deed

by Emily Dickinson

A Deed knocks first at Thought—
And then—at Will—
That is the manufacturing spot—
And Will at Home and well—

It then goes out an Act—
Or is entombed so still
That only to the ear of God
Its Doom—is audible—

I havn't told my garden yet

by Emily Dickinson

I havn't told my garden yet,
Lest that should conquer me;
I havn't quite the strength now
To break it to the bee—

I will not name it in the street,
For shops would stare at me,
That one so shy—so ignorant
Should have the face to die.

The hillsides must not know it,
Where I have rambled so,
Nor all the loving forests
The day that I shall go—

Nor lisp it at the table,
Nor heedless by the way
Hint that within the riddle
One will walk today—

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