Poetry and fiction approach
Their own photography moment,
When machines arranged carefully
Can create, extend, and best art,
As daguerreotypes did to oils.
The machine art will be different,
Will become a commonplace tool,
Possibly, deployed by artists,
But also by hobbyists and
The casual habits of all.
The old laborious making
Will redefine itself away
From the ways machines represent,
Will at some point reach an extreme
Of doing just what machines don’t,
Anything but what machines do,
Then splinter in all directions,
Even looping back, so one day
People may refer to a poem
As so vividly meaningful,
Such a trompe-l’oeil of emotions,
You’d think AI had composed it,
And that, too, will be a movement,
Among the many ways words move
Through far-off future poetry
And fiction—although, who can say
If it will happen that way? Not
Us, no, nor even our machines.
Sunday, November 28, 2021
Poetry and Fiction
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28 Nov 21
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