Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.038 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 Lark

by Charles Mackay

0.1943 − 0.3819i

Drawing the boundary…

One Day

by Christina Rossetti

0.1565 − 0.3815i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Lark

by Charles Mackay

Whither, oh! sweet lark, whither away, 
Soaring so high in the dawning grey?
I see thee not, but I hear thy voice,
Singing aloud, "Rejoice! rejoice!"

As long as the fields and the woods are green, 
The breezes soft, and the sky serene,
Happy art thou, O bird of morn,
Greeting the beam o’er the far hills borne.

O! for a wing and a voice like thine,
To revel and sing in the morning shine!
O! for a spirit untorn by care,
A soul unbent by the world’s despair!

Floating aloft on thy russet wing,
Pleasant to thee are the days of spring;
Thou hast no sorrow to make thee moan,
For sorrow is man’s, and man’s alone!

Whither, oh sweet lark, whither away, 
Soaring so high in the dawning grey?
I see thee not, but I hear thy voice,
Singing aloud, "Rejoice! rejoice!"

One Day

by Christina Rossetti

I will tell you when they met:
In the limpid days of Spring;
Elder boughs were budding yet,
Oaken boughs looked wintry still,
But primrose and veined violet
In the mossful turf were set,
While meeting birds made haste to sing
And build with right good will.

I will tell you when they parted:
When plenteous Autumn sheaves were brown,
Then they parted heavy-hearted;
The full rejoicing sun looked down
As grand as in the days before;
Only they had lost a crown;
Only to them those days of yore
Could come back nevermore.

When shall they meet? I cannot tell,
Indeed, when they shall meet again,
Except some day in Paradise:
For this they wait, one waits in pain.
Beyond the sea of death love lies
Forever, yesterday, to-day;
Angels shall ask them, "Is it well?"
And they shall answer, "Yea."

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