Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.064 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.

There's been a death in the opposite house

by Emily Dickinson

0.2735 − 0.8720i

Drawing the boundary…

The Rantin' Dog, The Daddie O't

by Robert Burns

0.3109 − 0.8198i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

There's been a death in the opposite house

by Emily Dickinson

There's been a death in the opposite house
   As lately as to-day.
I know it by the numb look
   Such houses have alway.

The neighbors rustle in and out,
   The doctor drives away.
A window opens like a pod,
   Abrupt, mechanically;

Somebody flings a mattress out, —
   The children hurry by;
They wonder if It died on that, —
   I used to when a boy.

The minister goes stiffly in
   As if the house were his,
And he owned all the mourners now,
   And little boys besides;

And then the milliner, and the man
   Of the appalling trade,
To take the measure of the house.
   There'll be that dark parade

Of tassels and of coaches soon;
   It's easy as a sign, —
The intuition of the news
   In just a country town.

The Rantin' Dog, The Daddie O't

by Robert Burns

O wha my babie-clouts will buy?
O wha will tent me when I cry?
Wha will kiss me where I lie?—
The rantin' dog, the daddie o't.

O wha will own he did the fau't?
O wha will buy the groanin' maut?
O wha will tell me how to ca't?
The rantin' dog, the daddie o't.

When I mount the creepie chair,
Wha will sit beside me there?
Gie me Rob, I'll seek nae mair,
The rantin' dog, the daddie o't.

Wha will crack to me my lane?
Wha will make me fidgin' fain?
Wha will kiss me o'er again?—
The rantin' dog, the daddie o't.

—
—
0:00
0:00
Track 1
Skip to main content