Poem fractal

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0.026 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.

Imagination

by John Davidson

−0.0558 − 0.7069i

Drawing the boundary…

The Relapse

by Thomas Stanley

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Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Imagination

by John Davidson

(From "New Year's Eve")

There is a dish to hold the sea,
A brazier to contain the sun,
A compass for the galaxy,
A voice to wake the dead and done!

That minister of ministers,
Imagination, gathers up
The undiscovered Universe,
Like jewels in a jasper cup.

Its flame can mingle north and south;
Its accent with the thunder strive;
The ruddy sentence of its mouth
Can make the ancient dead alive.

The mart of power, the fount of will,
The form and mould of every star,
The source and bound of good and ill,
The key of all the things that are,

Imagination, new and strange
In every age, can turn the year;
Can shift the poles and lightly change
The mood of men, the world's career.

The Relapse

by Thomas Stanley

Oh turn away those cruel Eyes,
The stars of my undoing.
Or death in such a bright disguise,
May tempt a second wooing.

Punish their blindly impious Pride,
Who dare contemn thy glory;
It was my fall that deifi'd
Thy name, and seal'd thy Story.

Yet no new sufferings can prepare
A higher praise to crown thee;
Though my first death proclaim thee fair,
My second will unthrone thee.

Lovers will doubt thou canst entice
No other for thy fuel,
And if thou burn one Victime twice,
Both think thee poor and cruel.

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