You Call The Poets
If the house is burning down, you call the Fire Department. When words are an inferno on every screen, you call The Poets.
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Screeching American Robins at Sunrise
And so, the state of the modern media.
So AI is Cool
But it's not the written word's endpoint... or it becomes our endpoint.
Exquisite Tastes
There's fine dining on Wonder Fell.
AI's Not Going to Feed Itself
May your Art help feed a starving, lonely, technologically algorithmic world.
Wynn's Own Large Language Model of Wordly Art
Syntax at Sunrise, For You
The Metric is Beauty
What functions best define a successful human life?
To Celebrate and Remind You
Why joy travels to The Moon with every astronaut is my work's focus.
Refuge
More than a poet's morning journal, a refuge for an Artist.
Music for the Eyes
Variety in color is as much a necessity to The Earth as variety in music.