Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.076 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 Flower

by Alfred Lord Tennyson

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Drawing the boundary…

The Phantom

by Thomas Hardy

−0.0827 − 1.1813i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Flower

by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Once in a golden hour
I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.

To and fro they went
Thro' my garden-bower,
And muttering discontent
Cursed me and my flower.

Then it grew so tall
It wore a crown of light,
But thieves from o'er the wall
Stole the seed by night.

Sow'd it far and wide
By every town and tower,
Till all the people cried
'Splendid is the flower.'

Read my little fable:
He that runs may read.
Most can raise the flowers now,
For all have got the seed.

And some are pretty enough,
And some are poor indeed;
And now again the people
Call it but a weed.

The Phantom

by Thomas Hardy

That was once her casement,
And the taper nigh, 
Shining from within there
Beckoned, "Here am I!"

Now, as then, I see her
Moving at the pane;
Ah; 'tis but her phantom
Borne within my brain! —

Foremost in my vision 
Everywhere goes she;
Change dissolves the landscapes,
She abides with me.

Shape so sweet and shy, Dear, 
Who can say thee nay ?
Never once do I, Dear, 
Wish thy ghost away.

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