Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.085 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…

Beautiful Lie the Dead

by Stephen Phillips

0.3198 − 1.1251i

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!

Beautiful Lie the Dead

by Stephen Phillips

Beautiful lie the dead;
  Clear comes each feature;
Satisfied not to be,
  Strangely contented.

Like ships, the anchor dropped,
  Furled every sail is;
Mirrored with all their masts
  In a deep water.

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