Poem fractal

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0.027 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.

On a Gentlewoman Walking in the Snowe

by William Strode

−0.1573 − 0.1294i

Drawing the boundary…

Here lie the beasts

by Dylan Thomas

−0.1845 − 0.1316i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

On a Gentlewoman Walking in the Snowe

by William Strode

I saw faire Cloris walke alone
Where feather'd rayne came softly downe,
And Jove descended from his tower
To court her in a silver shower;
The wanton snowe flewe to her breast
Like little birds into their nest,
And overcome with whiteness there
For greife it thaw'd into a teare,
Thence falling on her garment's hemme
For greife it freez'd into a gemme.

Here lie the beasts

by Dylan Thomas

Here lie the beasts of man and here I feast,
The dead man said,
And silently I milk the devil’s breast.
Here spring the silent venoms of his blood,
Here clings the meat to sever from his side.
Hell’s in the dust.

Here lies the beast of man and here his angels, 
The dead man said,
And silently I milk the buried flowers.
Here drips a silent honey in my shroud,
Here slips the ghost who made of my pale bed
The heaven’s house.

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