Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.024 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.

Before the Squall

by Arthur Symons

−0.1105 − 0.6499i

Drawing the boundary…

Spring Song

by Nora Hopper Chesson

−0.1341 − 0.6436i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Before the Squall

by Arthur Symons

The wind is rising on the sea,
     White flashes dance along the deep,
That moans as if uneasily
     It turned in an unquiet sleep.

Ridge after rocky ridge upheaves
     A toppling crest that falls in spray
Where the tormented beach receives
     The buffets of the sea’s wild play.

On the horizon’s nearing line,
     Where the sky rests, a visible wall.
Grey in the offing, I divine
     The sails that fly before the squall.

Spring Song

by Nora Hopper Chesson

The Spring is at the door: 
She bears a golden store. 
Her maund with yellow daffodils runneth o'er. 

Her rosy feet are bare, 
The wind is in her hair,
And O her eyes are April eyes, very fair. 

After her footsteps follow 
The mullein and the mallow; 
She scatters golden powder on the sallow 

She brings the crocus white,
And golden aconite: 
She brings desire and doubting and delight. 

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