Poem fractal

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0.002 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.

Youth and the Pilgrim

by Sara Teasdale

0.4621 − 0.7808i

Drawing the boundary…

The Park

by Ralph Waldo Emerson

0.4630 − 0.7790i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Youth and the Pilgrim

by Sara Teasdale

Gray pilgrim, you have journeyed far,
Swear on my sword to me,
Is there a land where Love is not,
By shore of any sea?

For I am weary of the god,
And I would flee from him
Though I must take a ship and go
Beyond the ocean's rim.

"There is a place where Love is not,
But never a ship leaves land
Can carry you so quickly there
As the sharp sword in your hand."

The Park

by Ralph Waldo Emerson

The prosperous and beautiful
To me seem not to wear
The yoke of conscience masterful,
Which galls me everywhere.

I cannot shake off the god;
On my neck he makes his seat;
I look at my face in the glass,—
My eyes his eyeballs meet.

Enchanters! Enchantresses!
Your gold makes you seem wise;
The morning mist within your grounds
More proudly rolls, more softly lies.

Yet spake yon purple mountain,
Yet said yon ancient wood,
That Night or Day, that Love or Crime,
Leads all souls to the Good.

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