Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.035 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 Fly Drinking Out of His Cup

by William Oldys

0.3786 − 0.2190i

Drawing the boundary…

The Last Exit

by Arthur Symons

0.3972 − 0.1889i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

On a Fly Drinking Out of His Cup

by William Oldys

Busy, curious, thirsty fly!
Drink with me and drink as I:
Freely welcome to my cup,
Couldst thou sip and sip it up:
Make the most of life you may,
Life is short and wears away.
Both alike are mine and thine
Hastening quick to their decline;
Thine's a summer, mine's no more,
Though repeated to threescore.
Threescore summers, when they're gone,
Will appear as short as one!

The Last Exit

by Arthur Symons

Our love was all arrayed in pleasantness,
A tender little love that sighed and smiled
At little happy nothings, like a child,
A dainty little love in fancy dress.

But now the love that once was half in play
Has come to be this grave and piteous thing.
Why did you leave me all this suffering
For all your memory when you went away?

You might have played the play out, O my friend,
Closing upon a kiss our comedy.
Or is it, then, a fault of taste in me,
Who like no tragic exit at the end?

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