Poem fractal

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0.015 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.

A Daughter of Eve

by Christina Rossetti

0.0285 − 0.6811i

Drawing the boundary…

Echoes

by Hart Crane

0.0285 − 0.6966i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

A Daughter of Eve

by Christina Rossetti

A fool I was to sleep at noon,
And wake when night is chilly
Beneath the comfortless cold moon;
A fool to pluck my rose too soon,
A fool to snap my lily.

My garden-plot I have not kept;
Faded and all-forsaken,
I weep as I have never wept:
Oh it was summer when I slept,
It's winter now I waken.

Talk what you please of future spring
And sun-warm'd sweet to-morrow:—
Stripp'd bare of hope and everything,
No more to laugh, no more to sing,
I sit alone with sorrow.

Echoes

by Hart Crane

Slivers of rain upon the pane,
Jade-green with sunlight, melt and flow
Upward again:— they leave no stain
Of all the storm an hour ago.

Over the hill a last cloud dips
And disappears, and I should go
As silently but that your lips
Are warmer with a redder glow.

Fresh and fragile, your arms now
Are circles of cool roses,—so….
In opal pools beneath your brow
I dream we quarreled long, long ago.

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