narcissus
serve every gift
of Her wormy tendrils
that previous wOrd
that lights
the divide&conquer
flower rapture
if gOd was trying
to punish us
our slinking measures
resonating possession
we could be of two shadows
dreaming in unnamed spaces
PRIDE in open space & an oath
is love
signify the elemental
seek a symphony
we’ve been entrusted
with invisible grammars
the illuminations of flames
payment butterflies
into your smile
love with its many other
symbols for the condemned
that place will evaporate into your
History
undisturbed thus
the noise would rain 14 causation
mourning open swallows
in a voice of faith
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, December 5, 2011
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