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.

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

0.061 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.

Moment Fugue

by Hart Crane

−0.7810 − 0.2133i

Drawing the boundary…

Knight-in-Armour

by A. A. Milne

−0.7323 − 0.1762i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Moment Fugue

by Hart Crane

The syphillitic selling violets calmly and daisies
By the subway news-stand knows how hyacinths

This April morning offers hurriedly
In bunches sorted freshly—and bestows
On every purchaser
(of heaven perhaps)

His eyes—like crutches hurtled against glass
Fall mute and sudden (dealing change for lilies)
Beyond the roses that no flesh can pass.

Knight-in-Armour

by A. A. Milne

Whenever I'm a shining Knight,
I buckle on my armour tight;
And then I look about for things,
Like Rushings-Out, and Rescuings,
And Savings from the Dragon's Lair,
And fighting all the Dragons there.
And sometimes when our fights begin,
I think I'll let the Dragons win....
And then I think perhaps I won't,
Because they're Dragons, and I don't.

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