when you can nail yourself to a cross
then set yourself on fire
it will be my arm that reaches from the smoke
to pull you through
into a dimension which satellites
the scorched earth
in the murdered light
of dimming angels
we are one with the sky
forever
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, November 18, 2010
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