And Hilarity Ensued
Here are two poems below. One was written by me and one was written by an AI:
POEM #1
You cannot remake
the tracks of moles,
pressed once
softly into snow.
No summer storm
will summon twice
the salamanders'
silent crossing.
No sycamore,
felled, replanted,
grows fast enough
to hold again
the heron’s
blue-winged nest.
Give up your breath
instead of these.
Your life,
no more…
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