Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.056 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.

Sonnet en yx

by Stéphane Mallarmé

0.5480 − 0.1355i

Drawing the boundary…

Sweet, if you like and love me still

by Francis Davison

0.5925 − 0.1687i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Sonnet en yx

by Stéphane Mallarmé

Ses purs ongles très-haut dédiant leur onyx,
L'Angoisse, ce minuit, soutient, lampadophore,
Maint rêve vespéral brûlé par le Phénix
Que ne recueille pas de cinéraire amphore

Sur les crédences, au salon vide: nul ptyx,
Aboli bibelot d'inanite sonore,
(Car le Maître est allé puiser des pleurs au Styx
Avec ce seul objet dont le Néant s'honore.)

Mais proche la croisee au nord vacante, un or
Agonise selon peut-être le décor
Des licornes ruant du feu contre une nixe,

Elle, défunte nue en le miroir, encor
Que, dans l'oubli ferme par le cadre, se fixe
De scintillations sitôt le septuor.

Sweet, if you like and love me still

by Francis Davison

Sweet if you like and love me stil,
And yeeld me love my good wil,
And do not from your promise start
When your fair hand gave me your hart,
If dear to you I be,
As you are dear to me,
Then yours I am, and wil be ever,
No time nor place my love shall sever,
But faithfull still I will persever,
Like constant Marble stone,
Loving but you alone.

But if you favour moe than one,
(Who loves thee still, and none but thee,)
if others do the harvest gaine,
that's due to me for all my paine:
yet that you love to range,
and oft to chop and change,
then get you some new fangled mate:
My doting love shal turne to hate,
Esteeming you (though too late)
Not worth a peble stone,
Loving not me alone.

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