Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

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.

Numen Lumen

by Emily Dickinson

0.2252 − 0.9466i

Drawing the boundary…

What Have I to Sorrow O'er?

by George Reginald Margetson

0.2783 − 0.9408i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Numen Lumen

by Emily Dickinson

I live with him, I see his face;
  I go no more away
For visitor, or sundown;
  Death's single privacy,

The only one forestalling mine,
  And that by right that he
Presents a claim invisible,
  No wedlock granted me.

I live with him, I hear his voice,
  I stand alive to-day
To witness to the certainty
  Of immortality

Taught me by Time, — the lower way,
  Conviction every day, —
That life like this is endless,
  Be judgment what it may.

What Have I to Sorrow O'er?

by George Reginald Margetson

What have I to sorrow o'er?
Death no terrors has for me,
Life is but a troubled sea,
Leaning on a happier shore.

All the agonies I feel,
All the sufferings that I bear,—
Shadows!— ye shall disappear,
Sweetest sunshine to reveal.

All this earthly show must cease,
Vanity shall meet decay,
When like ships we sail away,
Making for the goal of Peace.

There within one social sphere
Rich and poor alike shall move,
Fed by one Paternal Love,
All one common blessing share.

Naught have I to worry o'er,
Death no perils has for me,
Life is but a rolling sea,
Moving to the Heavenly Shore.

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