Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.011 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.

Is there anything new under the sun

by Yone Noguchi

0.2423 − 0.5689i

Drawing the boundary…

The Noble Spanish Soldier

by Thomas Dekker

0.2329 − 0.5628i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Noble Spanish Soldier

by Thomas Dekker

O, sorrow, sorrow, say where dost thou dwell?
In the lowest room of hell.
Art thou born of human race?
No, no, I have a furier face.
Art thou in city, town, or court?
I to every place resort?

O, why into the world is Sorrow sent?
Men afflicted best repent.
What dost thou feed on?
Broken sleep.
What takest thou pleasure in?
To weep,
To sigh, to sob, to pine, to groan,
To wring my hands, to sit alone.

O when, O when shall Sorrow quiet have?
Never, never, never, never,
Never till she finds a grave.

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