Poem fractal

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0.173 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.

Snow

by Edward Thomas

−1.0657 + 0.0444i

Drawing the boundary…

High on a hill

by Dylan Thomas

−0.9667 − 0.0971i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Snow

by Edward Thomas

In the gloom of whiteness,
In the great silence of snow,
A child was sighing
And bitterly saying: "Oh,
They have killed a white bird up there on her nest,
The down is fluttering from her breast."
And still it fell through that dusky brightness
On the child crying for the bird of the snow.

High on a hill

by Dylan Thomas

High on a hill,
Straddle and soak,
Out of the way of the eyes of men,
Out of the way,
Straddle her wrinkled knees
Until the day’s broken—
Christ, let me write from the heart,
War on the heart—
Puff till the adder is,
Breathe till the snake is home,
Inch on the old thigh
Till the bird has burst his shell,
And the carnal stem that stood
Blowing with the blood’s ebb,
Is fallen down
To the ground.

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