Poem fractal

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0.026 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.

Dirge

by Gwendolyn B. Bennett

0.5344 − 0.7806i

Drawing the boundary…

To Anthea, who may command him anything

by Robert Herrick

0.5400 − 0.8062i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Dirge

by Gwendolyn B. Bennett

Bury the love you bore for me
Deep beneath your laughing songs.
Cover it well with melody;
Let it lie where its ghost belongs.

Laughter was what you had given me.
That and joyous songs to rue.
Cover your love with melody,
For so it thrived and grew.

To Anthea, who may command him anything

by Robert Herrick

Bid me to live, and I will live
Thy Protestant to be:
Or bid me love, and I will give
A loving heart to thee.

A heart as soft, a heart as kind,
A heart as sound and free,
As in the whole world thou canst find,
That heart I'll give to thee.

Bid that heart stay, and it will stay,
To honour thy decree:
Or bid it languish quite away,
And't shall do so for thee.

Bid me to weep, and I will weep,
While I have eyes to see:
And having none, yet I will keep
A heart to weep for thee.

Bid me despair, and I'll despair,
Under that cypress tree:
Or bid me die, and I will dare
E'en death, to die for thee.

Thou art my life, my love, my heart,
The very eyes of me:
And hast command of every part,
To live and die for thee.

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