Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.093 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 Wealth of Nothing

by Elizabeth Devereux

−1.0455 − 0.6477i

Drawing the boundary…

The Eagle

by Alfred Lord Tennyson

−0.9967 − 0.5681i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Wealth of Nothing

by Elizabeth Devereux

In empty pockets, freedom rings
No coins to weigh, no purse that swings
Just air and lint, a kingdom's worth
Of possibility from dearth

Cardboard palace, newspaper throne
A realm of cast-offs, all my own
Each scrap and fragment tells a tale
Of riches found beyond the pale

Hunger sharpens wit and sight
Stars shine brighter in the night
When belly's empty, heart is full
Of dreams that poverty can't cull

No tax on breath, no rent on sky
The richest view costs not a dime
In having naught, I've found it all
Wealth in spirit, standing tall

The Eagle

by Alfred Lord Tennyson

He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.

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