Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.037 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.

A Fisher-Wife

by Christina Rossetti

0.0017 − 0.5903i

Drawing the boundary…

Human Nature

by Eugene Field

−0.0262 − 0.5655i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

A Fisher-Wife

by Christina Rossetti

The soonest mended, nothing said;
  And help may rise from east or west;
But my two hands are lumps of lead,
  My heart sits leaden in my breast.

O north wind swoop not from the north,
  O south wind linger in the south,
Oh come not raving raging forth,
  To bring my heart into my mouth;

For I've a husband out at sea,
  Afloat on feeble planks of wood;
He does not know what fear may be;
  I would have told him if I could.

I would have locked him in my arms,
  I would have hid him in my heart;
For oh! the waves are fraught with harms,
  And he and I so far apart.

Human Nature

by Eugene Field

A beggar-man crept to my side
One bitter, wintry time;
"I want to buy a drink," he cried;
"Please give me, sir, a dime."
If he had craved this boon forlorn
To buy his family meat,
I had passed on in silent scorn,
And left him in the street.

I tossed the money in his hand,
And quoth: "As o'er your wine
Within the tippling-room you stand
Drink thou to me and mine."
He let an earnest "Thank ye" drop—
Then up the street he sped,
And rushed into a baker's shop,
And bought a loaf of bread!

I know not why it was, and yet,
So sudden was the blow,
I felt emotions of regret
That he had duped me so.
Yet, had the hungry beggar said
That he was sore in need
Of that necessity called "bread,"
What man would pay him heed?

 

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