Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.018 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 Bat

by Emily Dickinson

−0.1073 − 0.9819i

Drawing the boundary…

The Duel

by Emily Dickinson

−0.1246 − 0.9761i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Bat

by Emily Dickinson

The bat is dun with wrinkled wings
  Like fallow article,
And not a song pervades his lips,
  Or none perceptible.

His small umbrella, quaintly halved,
  Describing in the air
An arc alike inscrutable, —
  Elate philosopher!

Deputed from what firmament
  Of what astute abode,
Empowered with what malevolence
  Auspiciously withheld.

To his adroit Creator
  Ascribe no less the praise;
Beneficent, believe me,
  His eccentricities.

The Duel

by Emily Dickinson

I took my power in my hand.
And went against the world—
'Twas not so much as David had,
But I was twice as bold.

I aimed my pebble, but myself
Was all the one that fell.
Was it Goliath — was too large—
Or just myself — only me?

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