Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.029 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.

Requiem for a Modern Croesus

by Lew R. Sarett

−0.0453 − 0.3801i

Drawing the boundary…

Had I a cave

by Robert Burns

−0.0251 − 0.4006i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Requiem for a Modern Croesus

by Lew R. Sarett

To him the moon was a silver dollar, spun
Into the sky by some mysterious hand; the sun
Was a gleaming golden coin—
His to purloin;
The freshly minted stars were dimes of delight
Flung out upon the counter of the night.

In yonder room he lies,
With pennies on his eyes.

Had I a cave

by Robert Burns

Had I a cave on some wild, distant shore,
Where the winds howl to the waves' dashing roar;
There would I weep my woes,
There seek my lost repose,
Till grief my eyes should close,
Ne'er to wake more.

Falsest of womankind, canst thou declare,
All thy fond plighted vows—fleeting as air!
To thy new lover hie,
Laugh o'er thy perjury,
Then in thy bosom try
What peace is there!

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