Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.017 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.

To a Maniac

by Amelia Alderson Opie

0.2396 − 0.4684i

Drawing the boundary…

Joy

by Carl Sandburg

0.2327 − 0.4532i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

To a Maniac

by Amelia Alderson Opie

There was a time, poor phrensied maid,
When I could o'er thy grief have mourned,
And still with tears the tale repaid
Of sense by sorrow's sway o'erturned.

But now thy state my envy moves:
For thou art woe's unconscious prize;
Thy heart no sense of suffering proves,
No fruitless tears bedew thine eyes.

Excess of sorrow, kind to thee,
At once destroyed thy reason's power;
But reason still remains to me,
And only bids me grieve the more.

Joy

by Carl Sandburg

Let a joy keep you 
Reach out your hands 
And take it when it runs by,
As the Apache dancer 
Clutches his woman 
I have seen them 
Live long and laugh loud, 
Sent on singing, singing,
Smashed to the heart 
Under the ribs 
With a terrible love 
Joy always, 
Joy everywhere— 
Let joy kill you!
Keep away from the little deaths.

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