Poem fractal

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0.025 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.

Time

by Sir Thomas More

−0.0701 + 0.1414i

Drawing the boundary…

Quantum Mutatus!

by Philip Bourke Marston

−0.0559 + 0.1618i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Time

by Sir Thomas More

I whom thou seest with horyloge in hand
Am namëd Time, the lord of every hour;
I shall in space destroy both sea and land.
O simple fame, how darest thou man honoúr,
Promising of his name, an endless flower,
Who may in the world have a name eternal,
When I shall in process destroy the world and all.

Quantum Mutatus!

by Philip Bourke Marston

With emptied, outstretched hands and downcast eyes,
Love walks alone and walks uncomforted;
And if the aureole gleam about his head,
I hardly know; his lips are full of sighs,
And they who question him gain no replies.
Only to me he saith, "My feet have bled
From many a thorny path; and I have said
Such grievous words as make the swift tears rise.

"But never since men knew my awful name
Have I walked thus by such precipitous ways,
Seen such deep darkness, and illusive flame
Which leaves no track. O great ancestral days!
For I am he whose mighty power and peace
Crowned Helen, consecrated Beatrice."

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