Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.006 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.

From all the jails the boys and girls

by Emily Dickinson

−0.2774 − 0.7777i

Drawing the boundary…

Adrift! A little boat adrift!

by Emily Dickinson

−0.2734 − 0.7735i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

From all the jails the boys and girls

by Emily Dickinson

From all the jails the boys and girls
Ecstatically leap, —
Beloved, only afternoon
That prison doesn't keep.

They storm the earth and stun the air,
A mob of solid bliss.
Alas! that frowns could lie in wait
For such a foe as this!

Adrift! A little boat adrift!

by Emily Dickinson

Adrift! A little boat adrift!
  And night is coming down!
Will no one guide a little boat
  Unto the nearest town?

So sailors say, on yesterday,
  Just as the dusk was brown,
One little boat gave up its strife,
  And gurgled down and down.

But angels say, on yesterday,
  Just as the dawn was red,
One little boat o'erspent with gales
Retrimmed its masts, redecked its sails
  Exultant, onward sped!

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