Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.219 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 Cuckoo Sings

by Paul-Jean Toulet

1.3636 − 0.9855i

Drawing the boundary…

My dove, my beautiful one

by James Joyce

1.2785 − 1.1869i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Cuckoo Sings

by Paul-Jean Toulet

Le coucou chante

Le coucou chante au bois qui dort.
L’aurore est rouge encore,
Et le vieux paon qu’Iris décore
Jette au loin son cri d’or.

Les colombes de ma cousine
Pleurent comme une enfant.
Le dindon roue en s’esclaffant :
Il court à la cuisine.

My dove, my beautiful one

by James Joyce

My dove, my beautiful one,
Arise, arise!
The night-dew lies
Upon my lips and eyes.

The odorous winds are weaving
A music of sighs:
Arise, arise,
My dove, my beautiful one!

I wait by the cedar tree,
My sister, my love,
White breast of the dove,
My breast shall be your bed.

The pale dew lies
Like a veil on my head.
My fair one, my fair dove,
Arise, arise!

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