Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.020 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.

Now hollow fires burn out to black

by A.E.Housman

−0.1889 − 0.6305i

Drawing the boundary…

The one that could repeat the summer day

by Emily Dickinson

−0.1748 − 0.6445i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Now hollow fires burn out to black

by A.E.Housman

Now hollow fires burn out to black,
And lights are guttering low:
Square your shoulders, lift your pack,
And leave your friends and go.

Oh never fear, man, nought's to dread,
Look not left nor right:
In all the endless road you tread
There's nothing but the night.

The one that could repeat the summer day

by Emily Dickinson

The One who could repeat the Summer day —
Were greater than itself — though He
Minutest of Mankind should be —

And He — could reproduce the Sun —
At period of going down —
The Lingering — and the Stain — I mean —

When Orient have been outgrown
And Occident — become Unknown —
His Name — remain —

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