Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.061 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.

Garden

by Hilda Doolittle

0.0248 − 1.3038i

Drawing the boundary…

Bede’s Death Song

by Bede the Venerable

0.0694 − 1.2621i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Garden

by Hilda Doolittle

You are clear
O rose, cut in rock,
hard as the descent of hail.

I could scrape the colour
from the petals
like spilt dye from a rock.

If I could break you
I could break a tree.

If I could stir
I could break a tree—
I could break you.

O wind, rend open the heat,
cut apart the heat,
rend it to tatters.

Fruit cannot drop
through this thick air—
fruit cannot fall into heat
that presses up and blunts
the points of pears
and rounds the grapes.

Cut the heat—
plough through it,
turning it on either side
of your path.

Bede’s Death Song

by Bede the Venerable

Fore þæm nedfere
nænig wiorþe
þonc-snotturra,
þonne him þearf sy
to gehicgenne
ær his heonengange,
hwæt his gaste
godes oþþe yfles
æfter deaþe
demed weorþe.

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