Binary Tree Poem

The binary tree poem is an experimental verse form developed by Jason A. Banico, and it borrows elements from mathematics and computer science. It is an eleven-line verse form in which each line is split into two parts that are repeated elsewhere in the poem. Three stanzas of three lines each conclude with a two-line coda. The poem takes this form: line 1: A | B; line 2: C | A; line 3: B | D; line 4: A | C; line 5: E | A; line 6: C | F; line 7: B | D; line 8: G | B; line 9: D | H; line 10: E | F; line 11: G | H. In computer science, a binary tree is a tree data structure in which each node has at most two children.

The Binary Tree

The binary tree dissects a line; the line then spawns two more.
It grows and ramifies. The binary tree dissects a line.
The line then spawns two more; it bifurcates above and below.

The binary tree dissects a line; it grows and ramifies.
One day it will bear fruit. The binary tree dissects a line;
It grows and ramifies. Roots nourish tree, and branches bear fruit.

The line then spawns two more. It bifurcates above and below.
The roots provide a stable anchor. The line then spawns two more.
It bifurcates above and below. The canopy gives shade.

One day it will bear fruit. Roots nourish tree, and branches bear fruit.
The roots provide a stable anchor; the canopy gives shade.

More Binary Trees

Poe: a Tree

The day was cold and rather dreary; I sat at home alone and weary.
A raven tapped at my chamber door; the day was cold and rather dreary.
I sat at home alone and weary; my thoughts were focused on dear Lenore.

The day was cold and rather dreary; a raven tapped at my chamber door.
The raven croaked a word: "Nevermore." The day was cold and rather dreary.
A raven tapped at my chamber door; my thoughts returned to my lost Lenore.

I sat at home alone and weary; my thoughts were focused on dear Lenore.
My love's lost to me forevermore; I sat at home alone and weary.
My thoughts were focused on dear Lenore; I sprawled in anguish upon the floor.

The raven croaked a word: "Nevermore." My thoughts returned to my poor Lenore.
My love's lost to me forevermore; I sprawled in anguish upon the floor.


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