Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.112 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 Dancer

by Walter J. Turner

−0.9242 − 0.5437i

Drawing the boundary…

Dewdrops

by Myra Viola Wilds

−0.8204 − 0.5848i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Dancer

by Walter J. Turner

The young girl dancing lifts her face
Passive among the drooping flowers;
The jazz band clatters sticks and bones
In a bright rhythm through the hours.

The men in black conduct her round;
With small sensations they are blind:
Thus Saturn's Moons revolve embraced
And through the cosmos wind.

But Saturn has not that strange look
Unhappy, still, and far away,
As though upon the face of Night
Lay the bright wreck of day.

Dewdrops

by Myra Viola Wilds

Watch the dewdrops in the morning,
Shake their little diamond heads,
Sparkling, flashing, ever moving,
From their silent little beds.

See the grass! Each blade is brightened,
Roots are strengthened by their stay;
Like the dewdrops, let us scatter
Gems of love along the way.

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