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.

To a Friend Whose Work Has Come to Nothing

by William Butler Yeats

−0.2648 − 0.2695i

Drawing the boundary…

Unity

by Ralph Waldo Emerson

−0.2871 − 0.2772i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

To a Friend Whose Work Has Come to Nothing

by William Butler Yeats

Now all the truth is out,
Be secret and take defeat
From any brazen throat,
For how can you compete,
Being honour bred, with one
Who, were it proved he lies,
Were neither shamed in his own
Nor in his neighbours' eyes?
Bred to a harder thing
Than Triumph, turn away
And like a laughing string
Whereon mad fingers play
Amid a place of stone,
Be secret and exult,
Because of all things known
That is most difficult.

Unity

by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Space is ample, east and west,
But two cannot go abreast,
Cannot travel in it two:
Yonder masterful cuckoo
Crowds every egg out of the nest,
Quick or dead, except its own;
A spell is laid on sod and stone,
Night and Day were tampered with,
Every quality and pith
Surcharged and sultry with a power
That works its will on age and hour.

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