Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.031 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.

Fate

by Ralph Waldo Emerson

−0.2790 + 0.4167i

Drawing the boundary…

Perfectionist Blues

by Richard

−0.2667 + 0.4454i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Fate

by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Deep in the man sits fast his fate
To mould his fortunes, mean or great:
Unknown to Cromwell as to me
Was Cromwell's measure or degree;
Unknown to him as to his horse,
If he than his groom be better or worse.
He works, plots, fights, in rude affairs,
With squires, lords, kings, his craft compares,
Till late he learned, through doubt and fear,
Broad England harbored not his peer:
Obeying time, the last to own
The Genius from its cloudy throne.
For the prevision is allied
Unto the thing so signified;
Or say, the foresight that awaits
Is the same Genius that creates.

Perfectionist Blues

by Richard

Head full of diamonds, pockets full of sand
Got a million dollar dreams trapped in this two-bit hand
Sketches for a symphony, a novel in my head
But the fear of every flaw leaves all the words unsaid

I see the sunrise, but it's never just right
Chasing the daylight, through every night
I'm painting a picture, but the colours don't blend
Endless revisions, where does it end? 

Oh, the perfectionist blues, what a heavy load
Chasing illusions down a winding road
Need to learn to settle, need to let it go
Perfection's just a shadow, a truth I need to know

The world isn't flawless, even God made a few
Mistakes in creation, a cosmic debut
The stars in their courses, they sometimes collide
Perfection's a myth that I've got to let slide

They say even God ain't perfect, made some stumbles on his way
Mountains and the oceans, imperfections in their display
Maybe beauty lies in flaws, the cracks that let the light shine through
Maybe "good enough" is all we ever need to pursue

Perfectionist blues, I'm gonna rewrite your song 
Break free from the loop, let my creations flow strong
No more chasin' shadows, just gotta find my peace
"Good enough" is openin' doors, a sweet release 

Diamonds in my dreams can shimmer just as bright
Even with a grain of sand, they'll catch the morning light
So goodbye perfectionist blues, I'm singin' a brand new tune
Good enough is beautiful, it's high time to bloom

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