Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.021 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.

Remit

by Edward Smyth Jones

0.1209 − 0.8666i

Drawing the boundary…

Nothing Gold Can Stay

by Robert Frost

0.1020 − 0.8582i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Remit

by Edward Smyth Jones

I tell you now the saddest word,
It sure will give a fit—
The saddest man has ever heard
Is, "Will you please 'remit?'"

Nothing Gold Can Stay

by Robert Frost

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold,
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

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