Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.027 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.

The Brook and the Wave

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

−0.6289 − 0.6302i

Drawing the boundary…

The Molls

by Dylan Thomas

−0.6171 − 0.6058i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Brook and the Wave

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The brooklet came from the mountain,
As sang the bard of old,
Running with feet of silver
Over the sands of gold!

Far away in the briny ocean
There rolled a turbulent wave,
Now singing along the sea-beach,
Now howling along the cave.

And the brooklet has found the billow,
Though they flowed so far apart,
And has filled with its freshness and sweetness
That turbulent bitter heart!

The Molls

by Dylan Thomas

I found them lying on the floor,
Male shapes, girl-lipped, but clad like boys
Night after night their hands implore
Emetic Percies for their joys.

They retch into my secret night
With stale and terrifying camp
And offer as the last delight
A crude, unhappy, anal cramp.

Gently they sigh to my behind
Wilde words, all buttered, badly bred,
And when I dream of them I find
Peacockstain’s poems on my bed.

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