Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.015 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.

With rue my heart is laden

by A.E.Housman

0.1336 − 0.9689i

Drawing the boundary…

The Self-Unseeing

by Thomas Hardy

0.1256 − 0.9558i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

With rue my heart is laden

by A.E.Housman

With rue my heart is laden
 For golden friends I had,
For many a rose-lipt maiden
 And many a lightfoot lad.

By brooks too broad for leaping
 The lightfoot boys are laid;
The rose-lipt girls are sleeping
 In fields where roses fade.

The Self-Unseeing

by Thomas Hardy

Here is the ancient floor, 
Footworn and hollowed and thin, 
Here was the former door 
Where the dead feet walked in.

She sat here in her chair, 
Smiling into the fire; 
He who played stood there,
Bowing it higher and higher.

Childlike, I danced in a dream;
Blessings emblazoned that day;
Everything glowed with a gleam;
Yet we were looking away!

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