Computer poetry is warfare carried out by other means, a warfare against conventionality and
language that has become automatized. Strange as it seems, our finite state automata have
become the poet’s allies in this struggle, the long historical battle by which mankind pries into the
surface of language to reveal its latent mysteries…
R.W. Bailey, Computer Poems (1973)
hungry gods zip through the winds of nagasaki inhaling the tophet's smoke & the manners of the morningstar rip through our grid we become what we be hold the shock of recognition
No comments:
Post a Comment