Poem fractal

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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.

Joy in Death

by Emily Dickinson

0.3709 − 0.7927i

Drawing the boundary…

The Song

by Humbert Wolfe

0.3569 − 0.7874i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Joy in Death

by Emily Dickinson

If tolling bell I ask the cause —
   'A soul has gone to God,'
I'm answered in a lonesome tone;
   Is heaven then so sad?

That bells should joyful ring to tell
   A soul had gone to heaven,
Would seem to me the proper way
   A good news should be given.

The Song

by Humbert Wolfe

If that is a sword, break it!
If that is hatred, go!
Here is life as we would make it,
where none can say us "No."

You have brought silver, crude as
the first who sold his Lord.
Throw down the pieces, Judas,
as idle as the sword!

You nothing knew? Make fast your
soul to what no one knows!
Here is the upland pasture,
green at the edge of the snows.

No guide to lead, or only
the peak that none has trod.
Who goes with us, goes lonely
between his soul and God.

We have found peace, not your peace
but the eagles' peace as they hover,
a terrible bright, unsure peace,
of the lover that has no lover.

Go back and say you have seen us
with no shadow before or behind,
save the shadow of your God between us
and the God that we go to find.

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