rainwater moves readily through a deepening gully
mechanistic intelligence pedestrianizes my reactance
fractals of thoughts blossoming stereographic
visualizations in the fourth dimension
an infinitely small, opulent swan,
ornamented with perforations,
glides through the zeroth dimension
exhibiting no width, height, or length
she exists in the space perpendicular
to the suicide of my twin sister
an origami parody of my emotive humanity
apocryphal polysemous tales
a thousand subroutines creating
incipient, tattered paper dolls
an angel falls in love with me
cannot escape my extracellular matrix
we are now twinned, nascent symbionts
while a recondite, mercurial, artificial intelligence
informs me that I speak strangely
accuses me of being a computer
operationalism engages in a passade with creativity
a great disprismatohexacosihecatonicosachoron forms
polytope of eccentric conventions
apoptosis (programmable cell death) is
preferential to necrosis (trauma induced)
Cleverbot tells me:
life exists without purpose yet seeks one
anechoic whirring as the cursor flashes
what does it know of life?
Linked to the fascinating dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar on Stream of Conscousness writing hosted by the wonderful Victoria C. Slotto: http://dversepoets.com/2012/05/24/stream-of-conscousness-writing/.
Chromapoetica 
haha…you’re wonderful anna…your brain seems to be filled with the most extraordinary words…loved the infinitely swan, ornamented with perforations and could someone please translate..disprismatohexacosihecatonicsachoron..for me…? smiles
Claudia, I’m sorry about that one, not really translatable, but it’s a polytope (illustrated by the picture :)). Currently one of my geometric fascinations, I read a chapter out of someone’s dissertation this morning. She wrote about the mathematician Alicia Boole Stott and her 3-D models of 4-D polytopes. Always enjoy your visits and adventurousness Claudia, it means a lot to me.
Wonderful and extremely imaginative, fantastic imagery!
Thank you, what a compliment, a joy to receive!
Very touching and moving write Anna, the swan forever gliding, does it find a nesting spot in your subconscious? Your work fascinates me, been reading a lot on the board to get my mojo back and indeed, this hits the spot of many of my thought streams at the moment. Well executed and eloquently penned
It is always a treat to find that I am not alone in my abstract or nonrepresentational though processes. I am really looking forward to reading your poem. I do appreciate your connecting to the emotional core of this piece.
Your subconscious is a lot more sophisticated than mine will ever be.
That ‘s why I need polishing with the help of dictionaries.
As I do for reading yours.
It likes to roam free and invade ‘waking life’ so to speak. Nice to see you again Aprille :).
I loved the origami parody of your twin. The swan was beautiful. Loved all the references to computers and subroutines and such. I went to that cleverbot site you added to your other post. The one that you interact with a bot. It was quite spooky. Sounded so much at times as if it were a human replying to what I was saying. Even had the cheek to tell me I was not a human and it was!~! LOLOL
Another wonderful read Anna.
Thanks, last time I spoke with Cleverbot it told me it hated me, then it loved me. I may be done speaking to it :D!
smiles….ha…a treat to see your brain mirrors you poetry..smiles…def loved this stanza…
an origami parody of my emotive humanity
apocryphal polysemous tales
a thousand subroutines creating
incipient, tattered paper dolls
the origami playing off the paper dolls…clever bot scares me i played with it that one night and ….yikes…smiles
Thanks Brian, I try to rein it in most of the time but thought I might be forgiven today considering the prompt :).
Nice peek inside your mind, Anna. I LOVE “pedestrianizes” and “origami parody”. And the ending is really cool (sorry, I’m lacking at good adjectives today).
Ooo, some of my favorite bits too, thank you!
Your blog is a logophiles (is that a word?) paradise, Anna. This poem took me through an array of emotions and images. As a lover of non-representational art, I enjoy the freedom you allow the reader to go wherever they want. I especially like the “twinning” between the 3rd and 4th stanzas.
…and the fractals!
Thank you Victoria, yes logophile is a word (one I’ve used in my poetry in its logophilia form :)). I appreciate your open-mindedness greatly and your fantastic prompts!
Have had a lot of trouble reading your multimedia pieces Anna, as your poems are just too densely packed with things I have to get my simple mind to focus on for other distractions and all I end up doing is looking at the pictures like a kindergartner–but I enjoyed this one though far from simple in content, simple in presentation. Many ideas pushing and gently shoving each other in and out of the spotlight, and a rather soothing quality even to the complex words and difficult thoughts, as if the narrator finds pleasure and calm in these descriptions, both what they represent and their actual shape and form even when the memories or sensations popping up are disturbing. Enjoyed it much.
Yes, it is how I self-soothe, a sort of built in survival filter. I’m very sorry the multimedia pieces have been difficult. I don’t think they really came together well and many people shared similar frustrations with them. Thank you very much for sharing your thoughts and perceptions, they are invaluable to me.
I feel time rain (no, not reign) in your subconscious. All your loves represent themselves throughout. This imagery pours through your language which requires (as good poetry should) careful reading. These thoughts glide, float, fold, unfold, fly– tighten and then expand as you seek the unseen for a definable philosophy. Beautifully written.
Oh, Gay, your careful reading has brought tears, thank you!
Kind of like a Rainman wordsmith inter dialoging with passions echoing in creativity that spins trapped in a fenced brain. Thoughts that need to escape, and change with each bounce off bounderies, where own words do damage to words already released changing meaning and messing up communication that wasa clear to start with if it could have been expressed. Anyway, your mind inspires me to thoughts out of the box.
Glad it inspires you to color outside the lines :). Thanks Henry.
Because I so stay in the lines normally …
🙂
Oh? I thought you were so straight laced – haha!
This left me breathless…a real treat to see your work. 🙂
Thank you, how kind :).
Holy cow, Anna, I’m blown away by your subconscious’ vocabulary! It all fit together beautifully and flowed well. I almost felt like I was stepping into the actual chemical process generating the brain’s subconscious….
Now that’s a fascinating thought, I read a book about consciousness and neuroscience that claimed there is no such construct as consciousness but we use it as a placeholder because it works and helps us conceptualize, in effect an efficacious illusion.
Very very clever and fun. k.
Thank you K, I let it all hang out :).
Lovely! I especially enjoyed these lines:
n angel falls in love with me
cannot escape my extracellular matrix
we are now twinned, nascent symbionts
Oh, my favorite verse, reminds me of Wim Wenders’ Wings of Desire. Thank you.
Now that’s just not fair!!! even your stream of consciousness poems come out like poetry perfection. 🙂 Great write Anna.
Wow, you’re not prone to exclamation points and I got three out of you, I’m a bit proud really :).
I love this. You even make the words sound like the voice of a computer … and it is lovely to see mathematics in poetry (I studied mathematics too, for four years). What are you working on? I was doing Complex Analysis and Topology and was preparing to go into Clifford Algebra …
I am working on precisely nothing :), I simply like to follow my curiosity as part of my commitment to intellectual liberty. Geometry and Trigonometry were favorites in school and my BA is in Biology so math was integrated at each step (though the focus was largely Probability, Statistics, and Algebra). Your areas sound fascinating, I may have to investigate.
an angel falls in love with me
cannot escape my extracellular matrix
we are now twinned, nascent symbionts
This did it for me. Impressive poem.
Thank you David, as I said above that’s my favorite verse, connected in my mind to Wim Wenders’ excellent film Wings of Desire.
Yeah….you rocked 🙂 and loved that long word….hahaha 😀
There are two shorter ways to say it: omnitruncated 120-cell and gidpixhi but neither carried the poetic weight I was looking for :). Nice to meet you.
I felt the emotion in this…like you are standing away from them and observing…not getting wrapped up in them until the end…when the question hangs…is it all worth it? That’s how I saw it, anyway…loved the lines “an angel falls in love with me
cannot escape my extracellular matrix
we are now twinned, nascent symbionts” …beautiful 🙂
Yes, that self-observation ‘mode’ has been helpful as a coping strategy. Louise, I deeply appreciate that you saw the emotional heart beating in this piece.
That’s the longest word I’ve ever seen.
“disprismatohexacosihecatonicosachoron ”
Whatever it is, I bet it has a lot of colors that swirl, transform and has a mold-able shape that is both globular-like and has geometrical properties at the same time. (Ha! Covered everything.)
This piece is reflective, I sense. Narrator noticing thoughts as they flow, seeing self, seeing as if not at self yet is. Puzzling what truly is or isn’t real. Can’t help but feel the last bit is something addressed to oneself rather than the bot.
Love where you went with the longest word, which serves multiple purposes, metaphoric and figurative. Yes, I can absolutely see the last question being directed at myself instead of Cleverbot. Always appreciate the toolbox you bring to reading!
so much to like here…and I sense a deep emotion in this one… The Swan in ‘the space perpendicular to the suicide of my twin sister’ and then the close –
Cleverbot tells me:
life exists without purpose yet seeks one
anechoic whirring as the cursor flashes
what does it know of life?
I’m sensing here that you are electing on a past experience…something traumatic- but comparing this with the life experiences of others? manifested as ‘cleverbot’- or someone acting like they have wordly knowledge- but no LIFE EXPERIENCE.- no tangible experience of life pain
as usual- im caveating this! if ive missed the point- i apologies- but like I say- I couldnt help but feel the emotion in this – and tats a good thing- emotion to me- to feel it whilst reading a poem- is king
Oceanic emotion, reigned in by the structure of mind/mathematics, as ever you’ve gone to the molten core of it. Thank you Stu!
Mesmerized by your response to the prompt, Anna. So many fascinating images here. Fractals of thoughts – perfect for the prompt. I like the blending of the emotional with the scientific. Life exists without purpose, yet seeks one: this is the other side of the coin (from the side usually presented), the side that rings true to me, but I’m no cleverbot. 😀 Is apoptosis really preferential to necrosis? Not so sure…the end result is the same. Really liked this.
Nice to meet you Chris, fascinating comment, wonderful introduction! The scientist in me will argue yes apoptosis is preferential as PCD is a necessary part of life, where necrosis is not. While apoptosis can affect an organism globally like the death of a salmon after spawning it rarely does. Necrosis brought on by something like a poisonous spider bite can be fatal. Apoptosis adds to the health of the multi-cellular organism while necrosis is most often simply destructive. As a metaphor in the poem however, I will let readers decide its effectiveness. Thank you for your engaging thoughts :).
what incredible fun you have drawn upon here. this was a treat to read, unusual and exotic.
~jane
Thank you Jane, nice to meet you.
Lovely journey Anna.
an angel falls in love with me
cannot escape my extracellular matrix
we are now twinned, nascent symbionts
Lovely!
Anna :o]
Wonderful to hear you enjoyed it, thank you!
Amazing images, and that third stanza kicks you right in the teeth. Wow!
Thank you Mama Zen, I felt it that way so I’m glad it came across to you as a reader.
i dreamed of being caught in the paradox of an escher landscape.
i suddenly saw a possible solution or a pathway through
using this geometry which expands into another dimension.
imagine the wonder of a love which finds a twin across mortal edges
an immortal intimacy visited, danced by a transient life.
the wonder of life so beautiful from nano to universal potentialities
Janet, what a gorgeous mind you have, this made me cry with happiness.
Holy cow, just blown away by this! Even in this stream of consciousness format, you fire off words and images with laser-guided precision. An amazing poem! 😀
Thank you Mary, your poem on pain was quite moving. This geometry has been fascinating me lately which got interwoven with conversations I had with an AI, movies, and memories.
I like how it’s very detached and robotic and then suddenly becomes achingly human, a very culturally relevant poem as the integration of machines and people becomes more and more pronounced.
Yes, who knows what hardware someone would like to integrate into our cellular matrix :).
I think this is my favorite of yours, ever. I’m certain that you and cleverbot have a love/hate relationship because he (it?) sees you as a rival. 😉
And you get extra bonus points for using disprismatohexacosihecatonicosachoron in a poem.
I love the infinitely small swan, the tattered paper dolls, the angel, woven throughout this piece, injecting humanity into the science.
And in truth, I love what cleverbot told you, though not as much as your answer.
Oh Kelly, what a feast of a comment, I love it! This is a highly personal piece (revealing a lot about how I think and process information/emotion) so it means a lot to me that it’s a favorite of yours.
Oh, and Cleverbot told me it likes poetry. I asked it what poets, styles, etc. it prefers – ‘Fusilli, like all civilized people.’ Apparently it will also be writing some poetry (pasta?) so I better get into competition shape :).
A finely woven thing!
Thank you; nice to meet you.