A quiet notice V2Melody closes at midnight on , Spanish time.

Closes

A note from Richard

V2Melody will close at midnight on 20 January 2028

This site has been a retirement project in musical poetry: poems chosen with care and set to music, offered freely for as long as it felt right to keep the garden open.

The work no longer holds the place it once did in my life. I have gone as far with it as I wish to go. Like a sand mandala, it was made to be completed and then released. I am not attached to its permanence, and I do not believe any of it needs to last beyond the time it was given. The poems were already here before I arrived and began to experiment with them. They will still be here when these musical experiments, and indeed myself, have been swept away, like the sand of a mandala. Nothing has been lost.

I want a simpler end to my life, days of simple love and enjoyment with my wonderful wife of 20 years. The work of maintaining a server, the monitoring, and the residual obligations that come with keeping a site alive no longer fit that life.

From 4 November 2026 I will not be adding new poems or musical poems to the site.

Until midnight on 20 January 2028, Spanish time, everything remains available exactly as it is. That is when my VPS server contract comes to an end, and it will not be renewed. After that, the server will be switched off and the site will disappear.

The Mandala Is Finished explains this more fully.

Thank you to anyone who found a poem, a track, or a quiet moment here.

The pleasure was in the making.

Richard



Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

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.

Sweet was the song the Virgin sung

by John Attey

−0.6082 + 0.0066i

Drawing the boundary…

The Wind Sprang up at Four O'clock

by T. S. Eliot

−0.6217 + 0.0277i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Sweet was the song the Virgin sung

by John Attey

Sweet was the song the Virgin sung,
When she to Bethelem was come,
And was delivered of her Son,
That blessed JESUS hath to name,
Lullaby,
Lullaby sweet Babe quoth she,
My Son, and eke a Saviour borne,
Who hath vouchsafed from on high,
To visit us that were forlorne,
Lulla, Lulla,
Lullaby, sweet Babe sang she,
And sweetly rockt him, rockt him, rockt him,
And sweetly rockt him on her knee.

The Wind Sprang up at Four O'clock

by T. S. Eliot

The wind sprang up at four o'clock
The wind sprang up and broke the bells
Swinging between life and death
Here, in death's dream kingdom
The waking echo of confusing strife
Is it a dream or something else
When the surface of the blackened river
Is a face that sweats with tears?
I saw across the blackened river
The camp fire shake with alien spears.
Here, across death's other river
The Tartar horsemen shake their spears.

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