Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.064 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.

Lost

by Emily Dickinson

0.5810 − 0.9430i

Drawing the boundary…

Treasure Song

by A. Mary F. Robinson

0.5891 − 0.8792i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Lost

by Emily Dickinson

I lost a world the other day.
Has anybody found?
You'll know it by the row of stars
Around its forehead bound.

A rich man might not notice it;
Yet to my frugal eye
Of more esteem than ducats.
Oh, find it, sir, for me!

Treasure Song

by A. Mary F. Robinson

The miser loves to count his store
Of barren ducats o'er and o'er:
Above all pomp or pleasure
He loves his golden treasure.

And I do love to count alone
A useless treasure of mine own
Heigho! Delights of dreaming,
So dear, and only seeming!

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