Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.001 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.

Despondency

by Matthew Arnold

−0.3273 − 0.5211i

Drawing the boundary…

Thy fingers make early flowers of all things

by E. E. Cummings

−0.3279 − 0.5207i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Despondency

by Matthew Arnold

The thoughts that rain their steady glow
Like stars on life’s cold sea,
Which others know, or say they know,—
They never shone for me.

Thoughts light, like gleams, my spirit’s sky,
But they will not remain.
They light me once, they hurry by,
And never come again.

Thy fingers make early flowers of all things

by E. E. Cummings

Thy fingers make early flowers of
all things.
thy hair mostly the hours love:
a smoothness which
sings, saying
(though love be a day)
do not fear, we will go amaying.

thy whitest feet crisply are straying.
Always
thy moist eyes are at kisses playing,
whose strangeness much
says; singing
(though love be a day)
for which girl art thou flowers bringing?

To be thy lips is a sweet thing
and small.
Death, Thee i call rich beyond wishing
if this thou catch,
else missing.
(though love be a day
and life be nothing, it shall not stop kissing).

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