Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.054 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 Call

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

0.4110 − 0.7124i

Drawing the boundary…

Eyes That Last I Saw in Tears

by T. S. Eliot

0.3670 − 0.6817i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Call

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

All wantonly in hours of joy,
I made a song of pain.
Soon Grief drew near, and paused to hear,
And sang the sad refrain,
Again and yet again.

Then recklessly in my despair,
I sang of hope one day.
And Joy turned back upon life's track,
And smiled, and came my way,
And sat her down to stay.

Eyes That Last I Saw in Tears

by T. S. Eliot

Eyes that last I saw in tears
Through division
Here in death's dream kingdom
The golden vision reappears
I see the eyes but not the tears
This is my affliction.

This is my affliction
Eyes I shall not see again
Eyes of decision
Eyes I shall not see unless
At the door of death's other kingdom
Where, as in this,
The eyes outlast a little while
A little while outlast the tears
And hold us in derision.

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