de blessed di mata
de runden don umata shlet
tel fleb inducta
nomini ophesia disti mata
donde et satam est
di mata
mata tanta dephaige
inducta mata est
tel fleb deducta
este mata orundaga
mat and o mata est
derunda di mata
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)
Friday, July 8, 2011
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