Poem fractal

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This number is read from the build of the lines. The bright edge is that number, carried outward until the pattern repeats.

First Advent of Love

by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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Drawing the boundary…

Fated!

by Philip Bourke Marston

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Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

First Advent of Love

by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

O fair is Love’s first hope to gentle mind!
As Eve’s first star thro’ fleecy cloudlet peeping;
And sweeter than the gentle southwest wind.
O’er willowy meads, and shadow’d waters creeping,
And Ceres’ golden fields—the sultry hind
Meets it with brow uplift, and stays his reaping.

Fated!

by Philip Bourke Marston

Stand, fated house, forevermore, alone!
Stand, 'mid thy barren gardens, wild, and swept
By winds that wailing through thy trees have kept
The tune of grief. Be thou of joy unknown:
For in thy walls, now dank with oozing stone,
My lady turned her face from me and wept,
And gave me her last parting kiss, and slept
The sleep from which none wake to laugh or moan.

The summer misbecomes thee, O dread house!
Glad songs of birds sound alien in thy boughs!
Death keeps thy doors, thy passages are full
Of ghosts that sorrow makes not beautiful.
Forlorn, barred, silent — keep thy secret well,
That none who pass may guess what thou could'st tell.

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