Open Poetry #21 |
Machinization Prolification |
VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
This probably cannot stand alone without an introduction. It was inspired by a poem discussing how mathematics has eaten up the beauty and life of art. One particular section spoke of creating an exact replica of the Mona Lisa via a computer completely replicating the brush strokes. You may read that poem, by Dimon, at Artistry...www.voy.com/1001 And, oh, the calamity of it all. Machinization Prolification might it then be as satin or silk flowers pleasing to the eye safe to touch yet they do not touch back they are not impressed by our caresses they need not water nor food merely the sucking up of the dust that threatens to dim their beauty they do not hinder of themselves the breathing presence around them no pollen drifts from their stamen nor life from their pistols they do not even fire blanks into the air comforting to the asthmatic or s/he of allergies galore yet, can they really touch a heart can they really reach the soul we even attempt to give them a living scent sometimes clamoring, crying for a touch of reality out of their artificial presence shall we make stones create clones that have not had the blessing of God's hand of His breath of life or do they? can we know here on this plane? ©July 11, 2002 Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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Elan Member
since 2002-05-03
Posts 382State of Wide Eye |
It has much to say about natural selection and why we should leave well enough alone, doesn't it, Virginia? Thank you for this... |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Cold hands means a warm heart |
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angelswing Senior Member
since 2000-02-10
Posts 705United Kingdom |
...One day Humankind will get so swept up in their technological insanity that we will all be replaced by nothing more than walking talking robots; perfectly made, great at their job, exactly the same as every other robot; yet with no identity, no real intelligence, no emotion - It's already started, what is a mathmatician if they arn't virtualy robots ? I for one don't like it, I want to be me and have the freedom to be creative, even if it can't match up to the dot-matrix print of a computer !!! ... I loved this poem, absolutly great; as usual VAS you bring forward a view point well worth discussing . L.of.L. Tom . XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX 'There is only a very thin line between genius and insanity, this is measured only on sucess; I am proud to be considered an under-achieving genius'. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
VAS, An interesting write, enjoyed the read. |
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