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.

Nature's Magic

by William Canton

−0.7396 − 0.5670i

Drawing the boundary…

October-November

by Hart Crane

−0.7296 − 0.5186i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Nature's Magic

by William Canton

Give her the wreckage of strife—
Tumulus, tumbled tower,
Each clod and each stone she'll make her own
With the grass and innocent flower.

Give her the Candlemas snow,
Smiling she'll take the gift,
And out of the flake a snowdrop make,
And a lambkin out of the drift.

October-November

by Hart Crane

Indian-summer-sun
With crimson feathers whips away the mists;
Dives through the filter of trellises
And gilds the silver on the blotched arbor-seats.

Now gold and purple scintillate
On trees that seem dancing
In delirium;
Then the moon
In a mad orange flare
Floods the grape-hung night.

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