Poem fractal

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0.017 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.

The Consolation

by William Butler Yeats

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Drawing the boundary…

We never know we go

by Emily Dickinson

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Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Consolation

by William Butler Yeats

I had this thought awhile ago,
'My darling cannot understand
What I have done, or what would do
In this blind bitter land.'

And I grew weary of the sun
Until my thoughts cleared up again,
Remembering that the best I have done
Was done to make it plain;

That every year I have cried, 'At length
My darling understands it all,
Because I have come into my strength,
And words obey my call.'

That had she done so who can say
What would have shaken from the sieve?
I might have thrown poor words away
And been content to live.

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