Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.029 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.

At Half past Three, a single Bird

by Emily Dickinson

−0.4500 − 0.9605i

Drawing the boundary…

Pastel

by Arthur Symons

−0.4246 − 0.9740i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

At Half past Three, a single Bird

by Emily Dickinson

At Half past Three, a single Bird
Unto a silent Sky
Propounded but a single term
Of cautious melody.

At Half past Four, Experiment
Had subjugated test
And lo, Her silver Principle
Supplanted all the rest.

At Half past Seven, Element
Nor Implement, be seen —
And Place was where the Presence was
Circumference between.

Pastel

by Arthur Symons

The light of our cigarettes
Went and came in the gloom:
It was dark in the little room.

Dark, and then, in the dark,
Sudden, a flash, a glow,
And a hand and a ring I know.

And then, through the dark, a flush
Ruddy and vague, the grace—
(A rose!) of her lyric face.

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