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.

After the death of my mother, 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.

My wife and I are simplifying our days. The server, the monitoring, and the residual obligations that come with keeping a site alive no longer fit the quieter life we want.

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.

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

0.022 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.

Bright was the morning cool the Air

by Thomas Shadwell

−0.5119 − 0.6098i

Drawing the boundary…

Oh, Earth!

by Sir Lewis Morris

−0.5322 − 0.6018i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Bright was the morning cool the Air

by Thomas Shadwell

Bright was the morning cool the Air
Serene was all the Sky
When on the waves I left my fair
The Center of my Joy
Heaven and Nature smiling wear
And nothing sad but I

Each rosy field its odour spread
All fragrant was the Shore
Each river God rose from his bed
And sight and own'd her power
Curling their waves they decked their head
As proud of what they bore

Glide on ye waters bear these lines
And tell her how I am oppressed
Bear all my sighs ye gentle winds
And waft them to her breast
Tell her if ere she prove unkind
I never shall have rest

Oh, Earth!

by Sir Lewis Morris

Oh, earth! that liest still to-night
Beneath the starlit skies,
How splendid dost thou loom and bright
To planetary eyes!

But if some storm-cloud, vast and dark,
Should hide thee from the day;
If through blind night no faintest spark
Should force its feeble way,

No other would thy face appear,
Than on this cloudless sky,
Though all the world should quake with fear,
Though all our race should die.

Great Universe! too vast thou art,
Too changeless and too far,
Dull grows the brain and chill the heart
Before the nearest star.

Oh, kindly earth! upon thy breast
For ever let me lie,
Wrapt round with thy eternal rest,
But gazing on the sky.

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