Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

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.

Lost

by Carl Sandburg

−0.6439 − 0.7432i

Drawing the boundary…

The Maypole

by Robert Herrick

−0.6677 − 0.7562i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Lost

by Carl Sandburg

Desolate and lone 
All night long on the lake 
Where fog trails and mist creeps. 
The whistle of a boat 
Calls and cries unendingly.
Like some lost child 
In tears and trouble 
Hunting the harbor's breast 
And the harbor's eyes 

The Maypole

by Robert Herrick

The May-pole is up,
Now give me the cup;
I'll drink to the garlands around it;
But first unto those
Whose hands did compose
The glory of flowers that crown'd it.

A health to my girls,
Whose husbands may earls
Or lords be, granting my wishes,
And when that ye wed
To the bridal bed,
Then multiply all, like to fishes.

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