Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.075 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.

October-November

by Hart Crane

−0.7296 − 0.5186i

Drawing the boundary…

The Princess

by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson

−0.7437 − 0.5921i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

October-November

by Hart Crane

Indian-summer-sun
With crimson feathers whips away the mists;
Dives through the filter of trellises
And gilds the silver on the blotched arbor-seats.

Now gold and purple scintillate
On trees that seem dancing
In delirium;
Then the moon
In a mad orange flare
Floods the grape-hung night.

The Princess

by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson

Prinsessen

Prinsessen satt ene i jomfrubur,
gutten blåste i luren på fur.
"Hvorfor vil du alltid blåse, jeg ber?
Det binder de tanker som flakser her,
mens solen går ned."

Prinsessen satt ene i jomfrubur,
gutten var blitt taus med sin lur.
"Å, hvorfor er du stille, jeg ber?
Det gir vinger til tanker som flakser her,
mens solen går ned."

Prinsessen satt ene i jomfrubur,
gutten blåste igjen på sin lur.
Hun gråt, da skyggene vokste, og sa:
"Å, Gud, hva er det mitt hjerte vil ha,
nå solen er ned."

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