Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.137 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.

Oriflamme

by Jessie R. Fauset

−1.0220 − 0.0836i

Drawing the boundary…

Sunset

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

−0.9770 + 0.0455i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Oriflamme

by Jessie R. Fauset

I think I see her sitting bowed and black,
Stricken and seared with slavery's mortal scars,
Reft of her children, lonely, anguished, yet
Still looking at the stars.

Symbolic mother, we thy myriad sons,
Pounding our stubborn hearts on Freedom's bars,
Clutching our birthright, fight with faces set,
Still visioning the stars!

Sunset

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I saw the day lean o'er the world's sharp edge
And peer into night's chasm, dark and damp;
High in his hand he held a blazing lamp,
Then dropped it and plunged headlong down the ledge.

With lurid splendor that swift paled to gray,
I saw the dim skies suddenly flush bright.
'Twas but the expiring glory of the light
Flung from the hand of the adventurous day.

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