Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.063 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.

Who has not found the heaven below

by Emily Dickinson

0.3959 − 0.8523i

Drawing the boundary…

Trees

by Joyce Kilmer

0.4576 − 0.8385i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Trees

by Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

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