we
rejected endless time and
what procession
what line
hearts and
myths of exorcism
we are voiceless
devouring time
all but you fall in waters
pray fear while
mountain myths
allegories feed
us transformations
echoing light
penitentiary parts under
anti-fictions prepare us for forever
forgetting
the will into sheep under
the shade and fall of
light
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)
Saturday, August 27, 2011
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