Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.051 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.

Spring Thunder

by Mark Van Doren

−0.3897 − 1.0789i

Drawing the boundary…

Could mortal lip divine

by Emily Dickinson

−0.4273 − 1.0450i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Spring Thunder

by Mark Van Doren

Listen. The wind is still,
And far away in the night—
See! The uplands fill
With a running light.

Open the doors. It is warm;
And where the sky was clear—
Look! The head of a storm
That marches here!

Come under the trembling hedge—
Fast, although you fumble.
There! Did you hear the edge
Of winter crumble?

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