Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.023 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 Arch

by William Soutar

0.1542 − 0.5574i

Drawing the boundary…

Black Woman

by Georgia Douglas Johnson

0.1626 − 0.5365i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Arch

by William Soutar

The days of our life are a bridge
Between night and night:
And we look not on eternity
But upon its light
Broken into beauty, by the day
And the life of men,
As the day is broken on the world's edge
By the falling rain.

Black Woman

by Georgia Douglas Johnson

Don't knock at my door, little child,
I cannot let you in,
You know not what a world this is
Of cruelty and sin.
Wait in the still eternity
Until I come to you,
The world is cruel, cruel, child,
I cannot let you in!

Don't knock at my heart, little one,
I cannot bear the pain
Of turning deaf-ear to your call
Time and time again!
You do not know the monster men
Inhabiting the earth,
Be still, be still, my precious child,
I must not give you birth!

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