Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.012 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.

Tattoo

by Wallace Stevens

0.0714 − 0.8938i

Drawing the boundary…

Mine Enemy is growing old

by Emily Dickinson

0.0663 − 0.8831i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Tattoo

by Wallace Stevens

The light is like a spider.
It crawls over the water.
It crawls over the edges of the snow.
It crawls under your eyelids
And spreads its webs there—
Its two webs.

The webs of your eyes
Are fastened
To the flesh and bones of you
As to rafters or grass.

There are filaments of your eyes
On the surface of the water
And in the edges of the snow.

Mine Enemy is growing old

by Emily Dickinson

Mine Enemy is growing old —
I have at last Revenge —
The Palate of the Hate departs —
If any would avenge

Let him be quick — the Viand flits —
It is a faded Meat —
Anger as soon as fed is dead —
‘Tis starving makes it fat —

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