Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.067 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 Princess

by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson

−0.7437 − 0.5921i

Drawing the boundary…

The Hag

by Robert Herrick

−0.7095 − 0.6494i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Princess

by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson

Prinsessen

Prinsessen satt ene i jomfrubur,
gutten blåste i luren på fur.
"Hvorfor vil du alltid blåse, jeg ber?
Det binder de tanker som flakser her,
mens solen går ned."

Prinsessen satt ene i jomfrubur,
gutten var blitt taus med sin lur.
"Å, hvorfor er du stille, jeg ber?
Det gir vinger til tanker som flakser her,
mens solen går ned."

Prinsessen satt ene i jomfrubur,
gutten blåste igjen på sin lur.
Hun gråt, da skyggene vokste, og sa:
"Å, Gud, hva er det mitt hjerte vil ha,
nå solen er ned."

The Hag

by Robert Herrick

The Hag is astride,
This night for to ride,
The devil and she together;
Through thick and through thin,
Now out, and then in,
Though ne'er so foul be the weather.

A thorn or a bur
She takes for a spur;
With a lash of a bramble she rides now,
Through brakes and through briars,
O'er ditches and mires,
She follows the spirit that guides now.

No beast, for his food,
Dares now range the wood,
But hush'd in his lair he lies lurking;
While mischiefs, by these,
On land and on seas,
At noon of night are a-working.

The storm will arise,
And trouble the skies
This night; and, more for the wonder,
The ghost from the tomb
Affrighted shall come,
Call'd out by the clap of the thunder.

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