Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.027 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.

Heap ruby upon amethyst,

by Manmohan Ghose

0.1035 − 0.6088i

Drawing the boundary…

The Ships of Grief

by John Drinkwater

0.1240 − 0.5920i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Heap ruby upon amethyst,

by Manmohan Ghose

Heap ruby upon amethyst,
Exhaust the deep seas of their pearl:
My lips are richer, being kissed
By the sweet rose lips of a girl.

Her heart is white with angel truth,
Her heart is red with love's own fire;
She is the snowdrop of my youth,
She is the rose of my desire.

The Ships of Grief

by John Drinkwater

On seas where every pilot fails
A thousand thousand ships to-day
Ride with a moaning in their sails,
Through winds grey and waters grey.

They are the ships of grief. They go
As fleets are derelict and driven,
Estranged from every port they know,
Scarce asking fortitude of heaven.

No, do not hail them. Let them ride
Lonely as they would lonely be…
There is an hour will prove the tide,
There is a sun will strike the sea.

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