Poem fractal

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0.054 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.

Death

by Sir Thomas More

0.6618 + 0.0994i

Drawing the boundary…

Another Dark Lady

by Edwin Arlington Robinson

0.7117 + 0.1207i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Death

by Sir Thomas More

Though I be foul, ugly, lean, and mis-shape,
Yet there is none in all this worldë wide
That may my power withstande or escape;
Therefore, sage father, greatly magnified,
Descend from your chair, set apart your pride,
Witsafe to lend—though it be to your pain—
To me, a fool, some of your wise brain.

Another Dark Lady

by Edwin Arlington Robinson

Think not, because I wonder where you fled,
That I would lift a pin to see you there;
You may, for me, be prowling anywhere,
So long as you show not your little head:
No dark and evil story of the dead
Would leave you less pernicious or less fair—
Not even Lilith, with her famous hair;
And Lilith was the devil, I have read.

I cannot hate you, for I loved you then.
The woods were golden then. There was a road
Through beeches; and I said their smooth feet showed
Like yours. Truth must have heard me from afar,
For I shall never have to learn again
That yours are cloven as no beech's are.

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