Poem fractal

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0.087 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.

Conjured

by Robert Nathaniel Dett

−0.4444 − 1.2079i

Drawing the boundary…

A Country Burial

by Emily Dickinson

−0.3741 − 1.1559i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Conjured

by Robert Nathaniel Dett

Couldn't sleep last night!
Just toss and pitch!
I'm conjured! I'm conjured!
By that little witch!

My heart's all afire!
My brain's got the itch!
I tell you I'm conjured
By that little witch!

I'm "patchy" in feelings;
It seems that a stitch
Has sewed me up inside out.
Then there's a hitch

Whenever I try to think;
Side track and switch
My thoughts do; and finally
Dump me in the ditch.

And when I talk, my voice
Seems all out of pitch;
When I think about her,
My pulses, they twitch.

I'm in love or I'm crazy,
I can't tell quite which;
But I know I've been conjured
By that little witch!

A Country Burial

by Emily Dickinson

Ample make this bed.
Make this bed with awe;
In it wait till judgment break
Excellent and fair.

Be its mattress straight,
Be its pillow round;
Let no sunrise' yellow noise
Interrupt this ground.

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