Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.014 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 Red, Red Rose

by Robert Burns

0.0634 − 0.3954i

Drawing the boundary…

My Covid, My Cure

by Richard

0.0647 − 0.4093i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Red, Red Rose

by Robert Burns

O were my love yon lilac fair,
Wi' purple blossoms to the spring;
And I, a bird to shelter there,
When wearied on my little wing!
How I wad mourn, when it was torn
By autumn wild, and winter rude!
But I wad sing on wanton wing,
When youthfu' May its bloom renewed.

O gin my love were yon red rose,
That grows upon the castle wa';
And I mysel' a drap o' dew,
Into her bonnie breast to fa'!
Oh, there beyond expression blest,
I'd feast on beauty a' the night;
Seal'd on her silk-saft faulds to rest,
Till fley'd awa by Phoebus' light.

My Covid, My Cure

by Richard

The world shut down, locked in its cage
Empty streets, a lonely stage
Then you walked in, a sight to see
A fire burning, wild and free

You were the cough, the fever's grip
Took my breath away, stole every trip
My heart went racing, beat out of time
Lost in your eyes, a beautiful crime

You're my Covid, the panic and dread
But the only cure for the life I led
Shaking me up, tearing me down
Building me back, the strongest I've found
You're my Covid, my sweet disease
Burning up, down on my knees

Quarantined nights, just you and I
No escape, but I don't wanna fly
We built a world, inside these walls
Two against the world, when darkness falls

You were the chills, the body aches
But your touch ignited, a love that wakes
My soul screamed out, a desperate plea
Drowning in you, but I can't break free

We were the isolation, the space between
But our love ignited, a fiery scene
Through the lockdowns tight, our bond did grow
An unbreakable force, a forbidden flow

Down on my knees, begging for your kiss
My Covid, my cure, forever bliss

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