“He who despises himself, nonetheless esteems himself as a self-despiser.”
-Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche
“God has created nights well populated
with dreams, crowded with mirror images,
so that man may feel that he is nothing more
than vain reflection. That's what frightens us.”
-Jorge Luis Borges
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)
Monday, February 1, 2010
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