And I’m glad to finally see another poet use “quietus” correctly (my praise to you). You see, years ago, I penned a poem in which I used the word to imply death, which is what it means. Since then, I’ve seen writers use it to mean “quiet”, and readers who think that’s the way I meant it in my poem of years before. So this is why my double enthusiasm for your visual poem - which is also impressive on the eyes, btw.
Your fine compliments and generous approval give my spirit a lift, Jade.
Things work both ways: I'm as happy to find concordance with your understanding of quietus as you might find in my usage. Some writers also confuse serenity with serendipity.
I'm doubly enthusiastic myself, when my readers take the time to view the visual versions of my poems, which usually reflect my deeper intentions.