the spiritual physiogamy of a cadaver
precisely defined
is a necrophile
gratifying himself
on virulent corpses
at the expense of all reason
he is purged of fear
flirting with death
his marionettes are lifeless
instruments which once housed life
and together they bear
a puppet race
of puppeteers
whose myths evoke a dream
of spiritual freedom
or else freedom from the spiritual
men who are sure that death is an end
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, January 17, 2011
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