Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.026 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.

No Man Is an Island

by John Donne

0.3586 + 0.0851i

Drawing the boundary…

The Sad Bridal

by Edmund Clarence Stedman

0.3405 + 0.0668i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

No Man Is an Island

by John Donne

No man is an island,
Entire of itself;
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less,
As well as if a promontory were:
As well as if a manor of thy friend’s
Or of thine own were.
Any man’s death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind.
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.

The Sad Bridal

by Edmund Clarence Stedman

What would you do, my dear one said,—
What would you do, if I were dead?
If Death should mumble, as he list,
These red lips which now you kist?
What would my love do, were I wed
To that ghastly groom instead;
If o'er me, in the chancel, Death
Should cast his amaranthine wreath, —
Before my eyes, with fingers pale,
Draw down the mouldy bridal veil?
— Ah no! no! it cannot be!
Death would spare their light, and flee,
And leave my love to Life and me!

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