Poem fractal

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0.014 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 Gardener in Haying-Time

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

0.7467 + 0.2442i

Drawing the boundary…

The Changes: to Corinna

by Robert Herrick

0.7526 + 0.2567i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Gardener in Haying-Time

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

I had a gardener. I had him until haying-time.
In haying-time they set him pitching hay.
I had two gardeners. I had them until haying-time.
In haying-time they set them pitching hay.
I had three gardeners. I had them until haying-time.
—Can life go on this way?

The Changes: to Corinna

by Robert Herrick

Be not proud, but now incline
Your soft ear to discipline;
You have changes in your life,
Sometimes peace, and sometimes strife;
You have ebbs of face and flows,
As your health or comes or goes;
You have hopes, and doubts, and fears,
Numberless as are your hairs;
You have pulses that do beat
High, and passions less of heat;
You are young, but must be old:—
And, to these, ye must be told,
Time, ere long, will come and plow
Loathed furrows in your brow:
And the dimness of your eye
Will no other thing imply,
But you must die
As well as I.

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