Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.018 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.

Les Ballons

by Oscar Wilde

−0.4484 − 0.7376i

Drawing the boundary…

Oh, Love Me! Love Me Still!

by Caroline Elizabeth Sheridan

−0.4660 − 0.7385i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Les Ballons

by Oscar Wilde

Against these turbid turquoise skies
The light and luminous balloons
Dip and drift like satin moons,
Drift like silken butterflies;

Reel with every windy gust,
Rise and reel like dancing girls,
Float like strange transparent pearls,
Fall and float like silver dust.

Now to the low leaves they cling,
Each with coy fantastic pose,
Each a petal of a rose
Straining at a gossamer string.

Then to the tall trees they climb,
Like thin globes of amethyst,
Wandering opals keeping tryst
With the rubies of the lime.

Oh, Love Me! Love Me Still!

by Caroline Elizabeth Sheridan

Oh, love me! love me still!
Though thou art doom'd to leave me; 
Whilst thou art blest, no ill
Of frowning fate can grieve me.
Then love me! love me still!

What, though the cold world smile,
Its scorn can never move thee; 
Then turn thee yet awhile,
Till I can cease to love thee!
And love me! love me still!

And as the crush'd flower sends
Its soul of perfumed breathing,
To him whose footstep bends
The blossoms 'neath its wreathing,
And, dying, haunts him still;

So my crush'd heart to thee
Will send love's last faint sighing;
Thy dreams of her shall be 
Whom thou art vainly flying!
Who loves thee, loves thee still!

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