Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.019 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 Divine Image

by William Blake

0.1277 − 0.8638i

Drawing the boundary…

Veneta

by Mary Coleridge

0.1453 − 0.8698i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Divine Image

by William Blake

To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
All pray in their distress,
And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness.

For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
Is God our Father dear;
And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
Is man, His child and care.

For Mercy has a human heart;
Pity, a human face;
And Love, the human form divine:
And Peace the human dress.

Then every man, of every clime,
That prays in his distress,
Prays to the human form divine:
Love, Mercy, Pity, Peace.

And all must love the human form,
In heathen, Turk, or Jew.
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell,
There God is dwelling too.

Veneta

by Mary Coleridge

Wind and waters ring the bells
That rang for them of high degree,
Trumpets are the sounding shells
In the city under the sea.

Where a Queen was wont to hide
Her outwearied majesty,
Swim the fishes open-eyed
In the city under the sea.

Many a street lies broad and fair,
Many a palace fair and free,
Neither a man nor woman there,
In the city under the sea.

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