Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.005 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.

Going to heaven!

by Emily Dickinson

0.1043 − 0.6036i

Drawing the boundary…

Heap ruby upon amethyst,

by Manmohan Ghose

0.1035 − 0.6088i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Going to heaven!

by Emily Dickinson

Going to Heaven!
I don't know when—
Pray do not ask me how!
Indeed I'm too astonished
To think of answering you!
Going to heaven!
How dim it sounds!
And yet it will be done
As sure as flocks go home at night
Unto the shepherd's arm!

Perhaps you're going too!
Who knows?
If you sh'd get there first
Save just a little place for me
Close to the two I lost!
The smallest "robe" will fit me
And just a bit of "crown",
For you know we do not mind our dress
When we are going home—

I'm glad I dont believe it
For it w'd stop my breath—
And I'd like to look a little more
At such a curious Earth!
I am glad they did believe it
Whom I have never found
Since the mighty autumn afternoon
I left them in the ground.

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.

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