Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.093 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.

Idealists

by Alfred Kreymborg

1.0492 − 0.7698i

Drawing the boundary…

Campo

by Antonio Machado

0.9641 − 0.8072i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Idealists

by Alfred Kreymborg

Brother Tree:
Why do you reach and reach?
do you dream some day to touch the sky?
Brother Stream:
Why do you run and run?
do you dream some day to fill the sea?
Brother Bird:
Why do you sing and sing?
do you dream —

Young Man:
Why do you talk and talk and talk?

Campo

by Antonio Machado

La tarde está muriendo
como un hogar humilde que se apaga.

Allá, sobre los montes,
quedan algunas brasas.

Y ese árbol roto en el camino blanco
hace llorar de lástima.

¡Dos ramas en el tronco herido, y una
hoja marchita y negra en cada rama!

¿Lloras?…Entre los álamos de oro,
lejos, la sombra del amor te aguarda.

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