Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.143 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.

Sunset

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

−0.9770 + 0.0455i

Drawing the boundary…

High on a hill

by Dylan Thomas

−0.9667 − 0.0971i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Sunset

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I saw the day lean o'er the world's sharp edge
And peer into night's chasm, dark and damp;
High in his hand he held a blazing lamp,
Then dropped it and plunged headlong down the ledge.

With lurid splendor that swift paled to gray,
I saw the dim skies suddenly flush bright.
'Twas but the expiring glory of the light
Flung from the hand of the adventurous day.

High on a hill

by Dylan Thomas

High on a hill,
Straddle and soak,
Out of the way of the eyes of men,
Out of the way,
Straddle her wrinkled knees
Until the day’s broken—
Christ, let me write from the heart,
War on the heart—
Puff till the adder is,
Breathe till the snake is home,
Inch on the old thigh
Till the bird has burst his shell,
And the carnal stem that stood
Blowing with the blood’s ebb,
Is fallen down
To the ground.

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