Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.033 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.

Postscript

by Hart Crane

−0.4916 − 0.0339i

Drawing the boundary…

What is beauty

by Thomas Greaves

−0.5219 − 0.0214i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Postscript

by Hart Crane

Though now but marble are the marble urns,
Though fountains droop in waning light and pain
Glitters on the edges of wet ferns,
I should not dare to let you in again.

Mine is a world foregone though not yet ended,—
An imagined garden grey with sundered boughs
And broken branches, wistful and unmended,
And mist that is more constant than all vows.

What is beauty

by Thomas Greaves

What is beauty but a breath?
Fancy’s twin at birth and death;
The color of a damask rose
That fadeth when the north wind blows.
’Tis such that though all sorts do crave it,
They know not what it is to have it—
A thing that sometime stoops not to a king,
And yet most open to the common’st thing:
For she that is most fair
Is open to the air.

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