Poem fractal

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0.028 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.

Once, In the Dim Wood

by Patrick Reginald Chalmers

−0.1795 − 1.1608i

Drawing the boundary…

Her Dark Eyes Sparkle

by Charles Williams

−0.1562 − 1.1770i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Once, In the Dim Wood

by Patrick Reginald Chalmers

Once, in the dim wood, 
Ere dove-winged dawn, 
Slender and slim, would 
Haunt the faun, 
Antic of limb, would 
Leap the faun — 
Once, in the dim wood, 
Ere dove-winged dawn. 

Now, ere the cold grey 
Moonbeams die, 
Only the old grey 
Brocks lurch by, 
Only the bold grey 
Brocks roll by — 
Now ere the cold grey 
Moonbeams die. 

Her Dark Eyes Sparkle

by Charles Williams

Her dark eyes sparkle,
Whate'er our way,
On all about her
The times display,
On grate or window
Or passer-by,
So quick and gaily
And watchfully:

While mine are brooding
Upon that show,
Heavily lying
And moving slow;
They gain no tincture
(Ashamed and dull)
From all earth's beauties
Most worshipful.

Sweet eyes, remember
This slothful pair,
Teaching them duty
Everywhere
To sight and knowledge
Of things and men,
But when they meet you
O hold them then.

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