Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.030 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…

Fortune

by Lizette Woodworth Reese

0.4360 − 0.7946i

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."

Fortune

by Lizette Woodworth Reese

I have so little, yet am rich;
I pay my bread with gold
Filched from wild mustard by the road,
As much as I can hold.

I have such plenty, yet am poor;
I pay my roof with tears
Shed for the time when I was young,
And unaware of years.

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