Poem fractal

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0.053 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.

Is bliss, then, such abyss

by Emily Dickinson

0.1026 − 1.1867i

Drawing the boundary…

Villanelle of the Poet's Road

by Ernest Dowson

0.1547 − 1.1747i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Is bliss, then, such abyss

by Emily Dickinson

Is Bliss then such Abyss
I must not put my foot amiss
For fear I spoil my shoe?—

I'd rather suit my foot
Than save my Boot—
For yet to buy another Pair
Is possible—
At any store—

But Bliss is sold just once—
The Patent lost
None buy it any more—

Villanelle of the Poet's Road

by Ernest Dowson

Wine and woman and song,
Three things garnish our way:
Yet is day over long.

Lest we do our youth wrong,
Gather them while we may:
Wine and woman and song.

Three things render us strong,
Vine leaves, kisses and bay:
Yet is day over long.

Unto us they belong,
Us the bitter and gay,
Wine and woman and song.

We, as we pass along,
Are sad that they will not stay;
Yet is day over long.

Fruits and flowers among,
What is better than they:
Wine and woman and song?
Yet is day over long.

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