celebrated wars time and again
(esteem honor) together annihilated
faith Isles
Because the greater great is
captured: to one that enters
to remain as salt: prancing barks
inhuman red midnight deepest
cross: hostages Ten out I captive: Kings
maid To gift
seducer saint
with Raised knives will marble
Empire: light reluctance heir to one
fat way (West nude)
himself inVirgo mortals unite
splendor in
merry country
province ropes lawfully pilgrims
friends stand
as heroes
under a sky of ones
and zeroes
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)
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Friday, October 28, 2011
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