Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.022 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.

Love me

by Dylan Thomas

0.0894 − 0.6664i

Drawing the boundary…

Almost!

by Emily Dickinson

0.0856 − 0.6450i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Love me

by Dylan Thomas

Love me, not as the dreaming nurses
My falling lungs, nor as the cypress
In his age the lass’s clay.
Love me and lift your mask.

Love me, not as the girls of heaven
Their airy lovers, nor the mermaiden
Her salty lovers in the sea.
Love me and lift your mask.

Love me, not as the ruffling pigeon
The tops of trees, nor as the legion
Of the gulls the lip of waves.
Love me and lift your mask.

Love me, as loves the mole his darkness
And the timid deer the tigress:
Hate and fear be your two loves.
Love me and lift your mask.

Almost!

by Emily Dickinson

Within my reach!
I could have touched!
I might have chanced that way!
Soft sauntered through the village—
Sauntered as soft away!
So unsuspected violets—
Within the meadows go—
Too late for striving fingers
That passed, an hour ago!

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