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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



Juliusz Słowacki — a remark

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“My pen has become unsteady; I am sad, but what can one do.”

Original: Pióro rozkołysało się, smutno mi, ale co robić!.. — A spontaneous glimpse of emotion breaking through the act of writing. · Letter to his mother concerning Ludwika, 1830s (Polish)

About Juliusz Słowacki

Juliusz Słowacki

4 September 1809–3 April 1849

Juliusz Słowacki was born on 4 September 1809 in Krzemieniec, in Volhynia, a town then located within the Russian Empire and now known as Kremenets in Ukraine. He died in Paris on 3 April 1849, not yet forty years old, but by then he had produced a body of poetry and drama of extraordinary range, daring, and…

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“The happiness of this earthly life is only a secondary thing, as all those know who have pursued happiness and found its fruit bitter.”

Original: Lecz to szczęście ziemskie jest tylko podrzędną rzeczą i wiedzą o tem wszyscy, którzy tylko za szczęściem gonili, i którym ten owoc w ustach zgorzkniał. — He places worldly happiness below the deeper spiritual purposes that increasingly governed his life. · Letter to his mother, 18 March 1843 (Polish)

“I had several events this month that flattered my pride, so I experienced several moments of happiness. Admit that it is a wretched life that finds happiness in such things.”

Original: Miałem w tym miesiącu kilka zdarzeń pochlebiających mojej dumie, więc doznałem kilka chwil szczęścia, wyznajcie, że nędzne to życie, co w tym szczęścia szuka! — He recognises the emptiness of confusing wounded pride with genuine happiness. · Letter to his mother, December 1832 (Polish)

“I expect that this journey will be useful to me; if only it strengthens the character needed to undertake and accomplish difficult things, that alone will be enough benefit.”

Original: Spodziewam się, że ta podróż będzie mi użyteczną — chociażby tylko ustaliła moc charakteru, którego potrzeba do przedsięwzięcia i wykonania rzeczy połączonej z trudami znacznymi, to już dosyć będę z niej miał korzyści. — Travel is valued not merely for what it reveals but for the character it demands. · Letter to his mother, 24 August 1836 (Polish)

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