Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

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.

The Rose

by Sara Teasdale

−0.2902 − 0.5559i

Drawing the boundary…

On a Birthday

by J.M. Synge

−0.2882 − 0.5551i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Rose

by Sara Teasdale

Beneath my chamber window
Pierrot was singing, singing;
I heard his lute the whole night thru
Until the east was red.
Alas, alas, Pierrot,
I had no rose for flinging
Save one that drank my tears for dew
Before its leaves were dead.

I found it in the darkness,
I kissed it once and threw it,
The petals scattered over him,
His song was turned to joy;
And he will never know—
Alas, the one who knew it!—
The rose was plucked when dusk was dim
Beside a laughing boy.

On a Birthday

by J.M. Synge

Friend of Ronsard, Nashe, and Beaumont,
Lark of Ulster, Meath, and Thomond,
Heard from Smyrna and Sahara
To the surf of Connemara,
Lark of April, June, and May,
Sing loudly this my Lady-day.

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