Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.023 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.

May

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

−0.1156 + 0.0980i

Drawing the boundary…

And if I die

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

−0.1313 + 0.1148i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

May

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Hark! The sea-faring wild-fowl loud proclaim
My coming, and the swarming of the bees.
These are my heralds, and behold! my name
Is written in blossoms on the hawthorn-trees.
I tell the mariner when to sail the seas;
I waft o'er all the land from far away
The breath and bloom of the Hesperides,
My birthplace. I am Maia. I am May.

And if I die

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

And if I die, because that part of me
Which part alone of me had chance to live,
Chose to be honours threshing-floor, a sieve
Where right through wrong might make its way, and be;
If from all taint of indignation, free
Must be my art, and thereby fugitive
From all that threatens it—why—let me give
To moles my dubious immortality.

For, should I cancel by one passionate screed
All that in chaste reflection I have writ,
So that again not ever in bright need
A man shall want my verse and reach for it,
I and my verses will be dead indeed,—
That which we died to champion, hurt no whit.

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