Poem fractal

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0.065 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.

You'll love Me yet

by Robert Browning

0.6630 − 0.5174i

Drawing the boundary…

When you're away, I'm restless, lonely

by Samuel Hoffenstein

0.6226 − 0.5681i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

You'll love Me yet

by Robert Browning

You'll love me yet!—and I can tarry
    Your love's protracted growing:
June rear'd that bunch of flowers you carry,
    From seeds of April's sowing.

I plant a heartful now: some seed
    At least is sure to strike,
And yield—what you'll not pluck indeed,
    Not love, but, may be, like.

You'll look at least on love's remains,
    A grave's one violet:
Your look?—that pays a thousand pains.
    What 's death? You'll love me yet!

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