Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.023 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.

The Sleeper in the Valley

by Arthur Rimbaud

0.6270 + 0.0667i

Drawing the boundary…

Music I Heard

by Conrad Aiken

0.6052 + 0.0739i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Sleeper in the Valley

by Arthur Rimbaud

Le Dormeur du Val

C'est un trou de verdure où chante une rivière,
Accrochant follement aux herbes des haillons
D'argent; où le soleil, de la montagne fière,
Luit: c'est un petit val qui mousse de rayons.

Un soldat jeune, bouche ouverte, tête nue,
Et la nuque baignant dans le frais cresson bleu,
Dort; il est étendu dans l'herbe, sous la nue,
Pâle dans son lit vert où la lumière pleut.

Les pieds dans les glaïeuls, il dort. Souriant comme
Sourirait un enfant malade, il fait un somme:
Nature, berce-le chaudement: il a froid.

Les parfums ne font pas frissonner sa narine;
Il dort dans le soleil, la main sur sa poitrine,
Tranquille. Il a deux trous rouges au côté droit.

Music I Heard

by Conrad Aiken

Music I heard with you was more than music,
And bread I broke with you was more than bread.
Now that I am without you, all is desolate,
All that was once so beautiful is dead.
 
Your hands once touched this table and this silver,
And I have seen your fingers hold this glass.
These things do not remember you, beloved:
And yet your touch upon them will not pass.
 
For it was in my heart you moved among them,
And blessed them with your hands and with your eyes.
And in my heart they will remember always,
—They knew you once, O beautiful and wise!

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