Notice of absence from Ok Waleed
I will not be posting anymore on this site, if you are interested in more of my poetry please find my works on Amazon @ Ok Waleed. Thank you.
I will not be posting anymore on this site, if you are interested in more of my poetry please find my works on Amazon @ Ok Waleed. Thank you.
Ah what a fall off
twitter killed it
instagram captions killed it
facebook statuses killed it
Ah what a loss
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Author:
Ok Waleed (
Offline) - Published: May 27th, 2023 00:21
- Comment from author about the poem: The internet may have sped up a lot of things in life but it surely has made things declined to the point where it’s not as important as it use to be… oh well where rupi kaur I want a kiss
- Category: Sociopolitical
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My comments on the poem "Poetry is dead” by Ok Waleed
Poetry exists since thousands of years and has not died. For now it appears to be eclipsed by massive sites like Facebook, Twitter and Instagram. They have convenient, instant platforms on which to post stuff, to comment, to share, etc. They offer technological facilities. In themselves they have no poetry, no artistry. The facilities offered by sites should not be confused with the value of something like poetry. The CONTAINER should not be confused with the CONTENTS. Even if all these platforms were to disappear suddenly, poetry will still remain. It will be scribbled on walls of caves, on rocks. Old tablets existed before modern ones, though modern electronic ones are very convenient and can hold a lot of stuff. All those platforms are MACHINES and they can never replace people. It is people who are creative. It is people who created things like Facebook.
“Lucas on Wordsworth [1771-1850]
"(.....) So today his is still a living voice, crying in the wilderness its prophetic protest, not only against the unhealthiness of all over-civilisation, but also against the drab brutality of the machine-world and of the mass-state. (.....) (Page 223).
"(.....) It is always one of the hardest things in life to hold the balance between letting the world be "too much with us," and too little : and Wordsworth tended to grow too much the hermit of Grasmere, the Grand Lama of the Lakes. But at least he never renounced his conviction that it is only states of mind and feeling that really matter; not things, nor machinery, nor even books (that was poor Southey's mistake) --- for books, too, are machines, however good ones. (.....) (Page 224). "FIFTEEN POETS." OXFORD : ENGLISH LANGUAGE BOOK SOCIETY AND OXFORD UNIVERSITY PRESS, 1970.
Full acknowledgements are made to the authors, publishers and rights-holders.
If all contents are wiped from the electronic platforms, what value will these THINGS have ?!...
Soman Ragavan. 27 May, 2023. //
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I think I like Eugene’s answer more
One day all of those self-centered modern 'things' will be gone, but poems will remain.
A.I will replace Poets
“Poetry is dead” by Ok Waleed.
My comments on OK Waleed’s comment of 27 May, 2023 : “AI will replace poets.”
I will point out the following.
(a)
(Quoting Hazlitt). "Poetry is the language of the imagination and passions."
Dr. C. PAUL VERGHESE : "ADVANCED LEVEL GENERAL PAPER." SINGAPORE : FAIRFIELD BOOK PUBLISHERS PTE. LTD., 1988. (FIRST PUBLISHED IN 1985 BY : THINKERS LIBRARY PTE. LTD.)
(b)
“Poetry ..... is the supreme form of emotive language.”
I. A. RICHARDS : "PRINCIPLES OF LITERARY CRITICISM." LONDON : ROUTLEDGE & KEGAN PAUL, 1967. (REPRINTED 1983). (FIRST PUBLISHED 1924).
Full acknowledgements are made to the authors, publishers and rights-holders.
I have asked ChatGPT to analyse many of my poems. Extract :
“ChatGPT
As an AI language model, I do not have feelings or emotions, but I can provide a perspective on the situation...” 29 April, 2023. From the comments by ChatGPT on my poem “Dying unknown (1).”
(c) Artificial Intelligence is already writing poetry of its own, but the feelings and emotions it mentions are imaginary : it never experienced them…
I am done with this.
Soman Ragavan. 28 May, 2023. //
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Okay okay I get it
It's the effort and intention that keeps poetry alive. AI will beat us at poetry, chess and many other things, but at without suffering and struggling and putting effort into it, like we mortals do?
Great question, do we continue to live and suffer to share our experiences with others for what benefit? What do poets gain by being so open about pain
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