Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.159 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.

Infant Joy

by William Blake

0.8018 − 1.1809i

Drawing the boundary…

Because your voice was at my side

by James Joyce

0.7221 − 1.0433i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Infant Joy

by William Blake

'I have no name;
I am but two days old.'
What shall I call thee?
'I happy am,
Joy is my name.'
Sweet joy befall thee!

Pretty joy!
Sweet joy, but two days old.
Sweet joy I call thee:
Thou dost smile,
I sing the while;
Sweet joy befall thee!

Because your voice was at my side

by James Joyce

Because your voice was at my side
    I gave him pain,
Because within my hand I held
    Your hand again.

There is no word nor any sign
    Can make amend—
He is a stranger to me now
    Who was my friend.

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