Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.049 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 Love-Adieu

by James Clarence Mangan

0.4317 − 0.6682i

Drawing the boundary…

The Call

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

0.4110 − 0.7124i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Love-Adieu

by James Clarence Mangan

Fare thee well, fare thee well, my dove!
Thou and I must sever;
One fond kiss, one fond kiss of love,
Ere we part for ever.

And one rose, one red rose, Marie,
Choose me from the bowers;
But no fruit, oh! no fruit for me,
Nought but fragile flowers.

The Call

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

All wantonly in hours of joy,
I made a song of pain.
Soon Grief drew near, and paused to hear,
And sang the sad refrain,
Again and yet again.

Then recklessly in my despair,
I sang of hope one day.
And Joy turned back upon life's track,
And smiled, and came my way,
And sat her down to stay.

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