Poem fractal

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0.110 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.

Now Let No Charitable Hope

by Elinor Wylie

0.8026 − 0.8345i

Drawing the boundary…

Ode II.11

by Quintus Horatius Flaccus

0.6925 − 0.8285i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Now Let No Charitable Hope

by Elinor Wylie

Now let no charitable hope 
Confuse my mind with images 
Of eagle and of antelope: 
I am by nature none of these. 

I was, being human, born alone; 
I am, being woman, hard beset; 
I live by squeezing from a stone 
The little nourishment I get. 

In masks outrageous and austere 
The years go by in single file; 
But none has merited my fear, 
And none has quite escaped my smile. 

Ode II.11

by Quintus Horatius Flaccus

Quid bellicosus Cantaber et Scythes,
Hirpine Quinti, cogitet Hadria
divisus obiecto, remittas
quaerere, nec trepides in usum

poscentis aevi pauca: fugit retro
levis iuventas et decor, arida
pellente lascivos amores
canitie facilemque somnum.

Non semper idem floribus est honor
vernis neque uno luna rubens nitet
vultu; quid aeternis minorem
consiliis animum fatigas?

Cur non sub alta vel platano vel hac
pinu iacentes sic temere et rosa
canos odorati capillos,
dum licet, Assyriaque nardo

potamus uncti? Dissipat Euius
curas edacis. Quis puer ocius
restinguet ardentis Falerni
pocula praetereunte lympha?

Quis devium scortum eliciet domo
Lyden? Eburna, dic age, cum lyra
maturet incomptam Lacaenae
more comam religata nodum.

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