Tech And Poetry Fusion Fan Pillows

"Hey ChatGPT, compose an eloquent and poetic courtship monologue."

Goodnight Moon for the Misbegotten

"How do I love thee….? Let me count the ways…" "I'm going to want a recount."

'Fyodor Dostoevsky sends weeks describing Alexy Karamazov's quest for a white whale, and then discards the entire chapter."

"Perhaps in my next life I'll be a jpeg."

The iPad Players

"Arr! Why is the quality of all me DVDs so crappy?"

"I hate hibernating! All our devices need updating. And now we need to go through a thousand phone and text messages."

Synesthesia in action... "There it is - my piano concerto."

"Dad, I've geotagged the houses that have bird baths or bird feeders and made an app!"

Museum. Fedal System. It's a shame life isn't like European history with a renaissance following the middle ages!

Robot Creating Art In Binary Code.

Gramophone Headphone

"An early impressionist..."

Modern Poetry: Text Message Haiku

'This is truly one of the great poems in the language. Computerese, that is.'

"What format shalt I save these in?"

'Good. Now just click on 'play'...'

"it has 256 ringtones and I can download more."

'Condensed-Matter blues'

'That 3,000 word poem was very sweet. However, did you have to send it by text message? It took me 12 hours to read it.'

Internet censorship.

"What the hell story is this from?"

Portrait of the Artist as a Young Invisible Man for All Seasons

Walt Disney's The Little Handmaid

Time for my Ode-to-Spring poem. Roses grow red, mountains look pewter. I want you more ... than a wi-fi six router. My heart remains frozen.

Cow surfing for some turf.

(Ahem) Dear Patrons, an announcement: My new collection of spoken-word poetry drops next week. Three hours of rhythmic wisdom accompanied by the constant sound of an iMac booting up … and I'm about to treat you all to a free sneak preview. Get back to work. AHEM ...

The Near-Epic Fail of Romeo and Juliet

"Mom, we're cutting and pasting and Andrew's trying to virtually eat the paste!"

Facebook

'Hang on, I'll just go and get my wide-screen crystal ball.'

'Well, you know what they say...give a million monkees a million cell phones and they'll eventually text the entire works of Shakespeare.'