give the angel his grave
rain, the unfaithful
none ravages increase; seasons sin
this old Revelation
whatever faithful Revelation
blameless as the Seven Signals
MOTHER whatever
faith in Revelation
this cloud Revelation
testified to its chains
ABOMINATIONS {11:10} deceive
bright things
flow from the Messiah's veins
become that sun
that angel sign
can calculate
its Revelation.
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)
Thursday, September 22, 2011
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