Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.026 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.

A death-blow is a life-blow to some

by Emily Dickinson

0.4570 − 1.1597i

Drawing the boundary…

At the Last

by Fiona Macleod

0.4828 − 1.1551i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

At the Last

by Fiona Macleod

She cometh no more:
Time, too, is dead.
The last tide is led
From the last shore.
Eternity…
What is Eternity?
But the sea coming,
The sea going,
For evermore.

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