Poem fractal

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0.056 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.

Heart not so heavy as mine

by Emily Dickinson

0.2551 − 1.0704i

Drawing the boundary…

Go talk to her, sweet flower

by Alfred Austin

0.3076 − 1.0893i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Heart not so heavy as mine

by Emily Dickinson

Heart not so heavy as mine,
Wending late home,
As it passed my window
Whistled itself a tune, —

A careless snatch, a ballad,
A ditty of the street;
Yet to my irritated ear
An anodyne so sweet,

It was as if a bobolink,
Sauntering this way,
Carolled and mused and carolled,
Then bubbled slow away.

It was as if a chirping brook
Upon a toilsome way
Set bleeding feet to minuets
Without the knowing why.

To-morrow, night will come again,
Weary, perhaps, and sore.
Ah, bugle, by my window,
I pray you stroll once more!

Go talk to her, sweet flower

by Alfred Austin

Go talk to her, sweet flower, 
To whom I fain would talk 
Tell her I hour by hour 
Pine on my own poor stalk. 

Tell her that I should live 
Not quite so sore distressed, 
If she to you would give 
A throne upon her breast 

Tell her that should she hie 
To my parched plot to see 
If I be dead, that I 
No more should withered be. 

If I were dead, her feet 
My spirit would revive, 
As may her bosom sweet 
Keep you, sweet flower, alive. 

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