Poem fractal

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0.029 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.

The Spell

by Gerald Gould

−0.3719 − 0.9354i

Drawing the boundary…

Velvet Shoes

by Elinor Wylie

−0.3522 − 0.9566i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Spell

by Gerald Gould

Before the night was cloven
Or morning's spears aflame,
I knew the spell was woven
To bind the day that came:

It seemed the great earth trembled,
The wind was strange and shy,
The ancient seas dissembled
Their lone and boding cry;

And, as the sap that rises
Disturbs the heart of spring,
The sense of near surprises
Made all my pulses sing.

Blind hope and phantom warning
Are vaguely touched with fire—
My heart has faced the morning,
Desiring to desire!

And now the hills have framed you,
Advancing careless yet,
And now my lips have named you,
And now my hands have met.

Oh light of eyes uplifted!
Oh pang of love begun!
Our wandering lives have drifted
How strangely into one!

Velvet Shoes

by Elinor Wylie

Let us walk in the white snow
In a soundless space;
With footsteps quiet and slow,
At a tranquil pace,
Under veils of white lace.

I shall go shod in silk,
And you in wool,
White as a white cow's milk,
More beautiful
Than the breast of a gull.

We shall walk through the still town
In a windless peace;
We shall step upon white down,
Upon silver fleece,
Upon softer than these.

We shall walk in velvet shoes:
Wherever we go
Silence will fall like dews
On white silence below.
We shall walk in the snow.

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