Poem fractal

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0.013 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 Summoner's Tale

by Richard

−0.1341 − 0.7495i

Drawing the boundary…

Castara's Flitting

by Nora Hopper Chesson

−0.1281 − 0.7382i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Summoner's Tale

by Richard

In a village old and quaint,
Lived a friar, far from saint,
Begging alms and preaching lies,
Filling folks with false goodbyes.

Oh, the friar, oh, what a lark,
Always sneaking in the dark,
Greedy for the gifts and gold,
But soon his tale will be retold!

To a sick man, Thomas named,
Went the friar, quite untamed,
"Give to me, your soul I'll save,
In Heaven you'll have golden pave."

Thomas, tired of friar’s greed,
Hatched a plan to meet his need,
"Lay your hand upon my rear,
And a special gift you'll hear."

The friar leaned in, unsuspecting,
Thomas farted, quite affecting,
Loud and long, the gift did blow,
Leaving friar in a show!

Friar ran to the lord's hall,
Told his tale to one and all,
But the lord and squire laughed with glee,
At the friar's fart folly!

"Divide that fart among your kin,
Each a piece, so thin and thin,
Share it out, let all partake,
Of the gift you tried to take."

So beware the greedy friar,
Seeking gifts to lift him higher,
For in the end, a fart might be,
The only gift for hypocrisy!

Castara's Flitting

by Nora Hopper Chesson

Bring roses for Castara's breast — 
Nay, no more roses bring. 
Let be the rose where she blooms best 
Castara's followed Spring. 

I know a path with poppies red, 
Milk-white with blossomed May, 
Linden and birch meet overhead: 
And that's Castara's way. 

O well befall thee, happy way — 
Fair fall thy poppies red! 
Be thy skies blue though ours are gray 
And all our roses dead. 

For, O our poppies all are white — 
And life's a weary thing, 
Since, taking from our eyes the light, 
Castara's followed Spring. 

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