Poem fractal

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This number is read from the build of the lines. The bright edge is that number, carried outward until the pattern repeats.

To hear an oriole sing

by Emily Dickinson

0.1076 − 1.3721i

Drawing the boundary…

Matter

by Louis Untermeyer

0.1096 − 1.3994i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

To hear an oriole sing

by Emily Dickinson

To hear an oriole sing
May be a common thing—
Or only a divine.

It is not of the Bird
Who sings the same, unheard,
As unto crowd—

The Fashion of the Ear
Attireth that it hear
In Dun, or fair—

So whether it be Rune,
Or whether it be none
Is of within.

The "tune is in the tree—"
The sceptic—showeth me—
"No, sir! In thee!"

Matter

by Louis Untermeyer

When I was a live man
A few years ago,
For all I might say,
For all I could do.

I got no attention;
My life was so small
The world didn't know
I was living at all.

Such stolid indifference
I couldn't allow;
I swore that I'd matter—
Never mind how.

But after a lifetime
Of hunger and prayer,
I broke my heart trying
To make the world care.

And now as I lie here,
Feeding this tree,
I am more to the world
Than it is to me.

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