Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.025 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.

Wanderer's Nightsong

by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

−0.1929 − 1.2969i

Drawing the boundary…

Pierrot

by Adelaide Crapsey

−0.1778 − 1.3172i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Pierrot

by Adelaide Crapsey

Pierrot is dying;
Tiptoe in,
Finger touched to lip,
Harlequin,
Columbine and Clown.

Hush! how still he lies
In his bed,
White slipped hand and white
Sunken head.
Oh, poor Pierrot.

There's his dressing-gown
Across the chair,
Slippers on the floor…
Can he hear
Us who tiptoe in?

Pillowed high he lies
In his bed;
Listen, Columbine.
"He is dead."
Oh, poor Pierrot.

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