Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.015 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.

Immortal

by Sara Teasdale

−0.3885 − 0.4302i

Drawing the boundary…

Why Bid My Trembling Lips Explain

by Amelia Alderson Opie

−0.3761 − 0.4393i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Immortal

by Sara Teasdale

So soon my body will have gone
Beyond the sound and sight of men,
And tho' it wakes and suffers now,
Its sleep will be unbroken then;
But oh, my frail immortal soul
That will not sleep forevermore,
A leaf borne onward by the blast,
A wave that never finds the shore.

Why Bid My Trembling Lips Explain

by Amelia Alderson Opie

Why bid my trembling lips explain
The faithful love in which I pine?
Oh! ask not words, for words were vain,
But read my eyes when fixt on thine.

Yet should this timid, conscious eye,
Bent on the earth, refuse to speak,—
Then, Henry, mark when thou art nigh
The tell-tale blush that paints my cheek.

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