Former US poet laureate Robert Pinsky celebrates the pixel's 50th birthday
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So pixel plural and singular knits fixed vision
To pics in flux: either a seeming motion
Or the seeming stillness of a billion dancing dots
Choreographed like the tapestry's grid of knots
Dyed rose, blue, green in a map of subtle shades,
Soft edges melting precisely to depict the gods
Venus and Mars in the high-res Bayeux hanging:
Sex & Violence and Woman & Man: banging