Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.036 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.

Summer for thee grant I may be

by Emily Dickinson

−0.1081 − 0.8372i

Drawing the boundary…

The Plan

by Benjamin Griffith Brawley

−0.1058 − 0.8016i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Summer for thee grant I may be

by Emily Dickinson

Summer for thee, grant I may be
When Summer days are flown!
Thy music still, when Whipporwill
And Oriole — are done!

For thee to bloom, I’ll skip the tomb
And row my blossoms o’er!
Pray gather me —
Anemone —
Thy flower — forevermore!

The Plan

by Benjamin Griffith Brawley

Far above the strife and striving,
And the hate of man for man,
I can see the great contriving
Of a more than human plan.

And day by day more clearly
Do we see the great design,
And day by day more nearly
Do we footsteps fall in line;

For in spite of the winds repeating
The rule of the lash and rod,
The heart of the world is beating
With the love that was born of God.

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