Poem fractal

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0.010 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.

Address to the Sun

by Alexander Montgomerie

−0.2872 − 0.5677i

Drawing the boundary…

The Wind That Shakes the Barley

by Katharine Tynan Hinkson

−0.2953 − 0.5627i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Address to the Sun

by Alexander Montgomerie

Quhill as with vhyt and nimble hand,
My maistres gathring flours doth stand,
Amidst the florisht meid;
Of lilies vhyt, and violets,
A garland properly sho plets,
To set vpon hir heid.

O Sun! that shynis so bright above,
If euer thou the fyre of love
Hes felt, as poets fayne—
If it be sik—as sik it semes,
Of courtessie withdrau thy bemes,
Leist thou hir colour stayne.

She, if thou not hir beutie burne,
Sall quyt thee with a better turne,
To close hir cristall ees—
A brightnes far surmounting thyne,
Leist thou, thairby ashamd, suld tyne
Thy credit in the skyis.

The Wind That Shakes the Barley

by Katharine Tynan Hinkson

There's music in my heart all day,
I hear it late and early,
It comes from fields are far away,
The wind that shakes the barley.
Ochone!

Above the uplands drenched with dew
The sky hangs soft and pearly,
An emerald world is listening to
The wind that shakes the barley.
Ochone!

Above the bluest mountain crest
The lark is singing rarely,
It rocks the singer into rest,
The wind that shakes the barley.
Ochone!

Oh, still through summers and through springs
It calls me late and early.
Come home, come home, come home, it sings,
The wind that shakes the barley.
Ochone!

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