by Kevin T McEneaney
Very soon AI robots will write poems,
and poets can retire to the tavern
where they will booze, gossip the day away,
stumble back home to choose one of the fifty
poems the AI bot has “written” that day.
EVERYBODY can now be a poet:
one just needs to recognize the best poem
that the AI bot has composed that day.
Who says one’s editorial judgment
is not in itself a great work of art?
The best part of this new situation
is that the bot will do all the typing.
AI robots will also give readings
at colleges, floral shops, tony clubs….
