Poem fractal

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0.022 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 Tramp

by Ben King

−0.0645 − 0.6474i

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The Three Ravens

by Anonymous

−0.0431 − 0.6445i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Tramp

by Ben King

He came from where he started
And was going where he went. 
He hadn't had a smell of food,
Not even had a scent. 
He never even muttered once
Till he began to talk, 
And when he left the kitchen door
He took the garden walk.

He said: "There's no one with me,
Because I am alone; 
I might have scintillated once;
My clothes have always shone. 
I got here 'fore the other ones
Because I started first: 
The reason I look shabby is
Because I'm dressed the worst."

Then I asked him where he came from — 
This was just before we parted,
And he muttered indistinctly,
"Oh, I come from where I started!"

The Three Ravens

by Anonymous

There were three ravens sat on a tree,
They were as black as they might be.

The one of them said to his make,
'Where shall we our breakfast take?'

'Down in yonder greene field
There lies a knight slain under his shield;

'His hounds they lie down at his feet,
So well they can their master keep;

'His hawks they flie so eagerly,
There's no fowl dare come him nigh.'

Down there comes a fallow doe
As great with young as she might goe.

She lift up his bloudy head
And kist his wounds that were so red.

She gat him up upon her back
And carried him to earthen lake.

She buried him before the prime,
She was dead herself ere evensong time.

God send every gentleman
Such hounds, such hawks, and such a leman.

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