RERITES are poems
written by neural-nets
then human-edited.
RERITES SITE IS NOW HERE
For the complete output (often updated daily) visit the RERITES archives.
Here are a few samples:
Pray For A Moment.
In her soft
the hill is strewn
Across the chaff swift door,
That’s her.
The steady level calling.
The ash, similarly still.
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Corpses Let Them Stoop
To carry a neighbor’s time
And once again the world,
seeing whoever it will be,
is not
moulded
and ceases to cry
straying in
flames
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Few retrieve the sad rocks, that have defined their time
The mind
Blows Back
The lapping waves
a mossy hatred’s stubbing on,
the summer’s sky
distant hair
gone thin and soft
in every living stillness.
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III
Out of the hail
Where the population of illusions
Sing strong in the sky,
Where dawning ships
pray at shaken rocks
in the stupor dive of market-place rigging
And homeward-drawing star-showers,
Are in a body.
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