Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.016 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.

Warm Summer Sun

by Mark Twain

−0.5829 − 1.1558i

Drawing the boundary…

Wind on the Hill

by A. A. Milne

−0.5737 − 1.1691i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Warm Summer Sun

by Mark Twain

Warm summer sun,
Shine kindly here,
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light.
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.

Wind on the Hill

by A. A. Milne

No one can tell me,
Nobody knows,
Where the wind comes from,
Where the wind goes.

It's flying from somewhere
As fast as it can,
I couldn't keep up with it,
Not if I ran.

But if I stopped holding
The string of my kite,
It would blow with the wind
For a day and a night.

And then when I found it,
Wherever it blew,
I should know that the wind
Had been going there too.

So then I could tell them
Where the wind goes....
But where the wind comes from
Nobody knows.

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