Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.033 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 Exchange

by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

0.4636 − 0.6232i

Drawing the boundary…

I would in that sweet bosom be

by James Joyce

0.4858 − 0.6479i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Exchange

by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

We pledged our hearts, my love and I—
I in my arms the maiden clasping;
I could not guess the reason why,
But, oh! I trembled like an aspen.

Her father’s love she bade me gain;
I went, but shook like any reed!
I strove to act the man—in vain!
We had exchanged our hearts indeed.

I would in that sweet bosom be

by James Joyce

I would in that sweet bosom be
    (O sweet it is and fair it is!)
Where no rude wind might visit me.
    Because of sad austerities
I would in that sweet bosom be.

I would be ever in that heart
    (O soft I knock and soft entreat her!)
Where only peace might be my part.
    Austerities were all the sweeter
So I were ever in that heart.

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