Yes! Poetry in accordance with the Fibonacci Sequence!
Wordsworth did it:-
lonely as a cloud
that floats on high o'er hill and vale
and all at
once I saw a crowd
a host of golden daffodils
3, 5, 8; 3, 5, 8;
Only kidding. It is 8, 8, 8, 8, .
Amazon has e-book by Virginia Gow. "Escarpment".
I used to live in the Blue Mountains, west of Sydney,
and I can relate to the landscape. I love it. And I love Virginia"s poetry.
There is more online on the subject.
I am just posting this to show I am still here.
Today I posted myLetter on www.awhatifworld.blogspot.com.
There is a lot to think about.
And I am still working on my seashell maths.
May all be well.