Poem fractal

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0.010 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.

Cherry Ripe

by Robert Herrick

0.2861 − 0.4845i

Drawing the boundary…

Come to Me

by Mina Loy

0.2870 − 0.4944i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Cherry Ripe

by Robert Herrick

Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry,
Full and fair ones; come, and buy:
If so be you ask me where
They do grow?  I answer, there
Where my Julia's lips do smile;—
There's the land, or cherry-isle;
Whose plantations fully show
All the year where cherries grow.

Come to Me

by Mina Loy

Come to me     There is something
I have got to tell you     and I can't tell
Something taking shape
Something that has a new name
A new dimension
A new use
A new illusion
It is ambient               And it is in your eyes
Something shiny       Something only for you
                                     Something that I must not see

It is in my ears           Something very resonant
Something that you must not hear
                                   Something only for me

Let us be very jealous
Very suspicious
Very conservative
Very cruel
Or we might make an end of the jostling of aspirations
Disorb inviolate egos

Where two or three are welded together
They shall become god

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Oh that's right
Keep away from me     Please give me a push
Don't let me understand you      Don't realise me
Or we might tumble together
Depersonalized
Identical
Into the terrific Nirvana
Me you—you— me

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