theology becomes a shifter. masochism by genesis. business from its children's innocence set to revolve around its increase of starlight.
illusionists sleep in museums. The transcendental famished poet eats the poet of satisfaction & becomes dissatisfied. apocalyptic unclean sphere face! thou confounded purpose has become my master!
we shall drink wine
in the soft light
of shooting stars
until again
the sun is swallowed
by the horizon
when the one looks upon the other under any other moon phase. they both see a parody of themselves.
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)
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
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