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Assoc for Scottish Literature

I hear your bold blackbird, that slow singer,
alone at my desk yet walking with you
through your valleys and hills, that shining
stream bubbling notes of your music
your pure Welsh music…

—Sheila Templeton, “For R.S. Thomas”
published in A Little Touch of Cliff in the Evening: New Writing Scotland 30

The Welsh poet Ronald Stuart Thomas (1913–2000) was born #OTD, 29 March.

Sheila Templeton For R.S. Thomas I hear your bold blackbird, that slow singer, alone at my desk yet walking with you through your valleys and hills, that shining stream bubbling notes of your music your pure Welsh music. And I am walking behind my father, born in your time, but seeded in his own north land, ploughing, proud to stride behind his pair o horse; high cheek-boned, hair rain-flattened the colour of wet barley, speaking the secret words to his beasts, turning his park into a sea of order, yes, with your stiff clods glinting in the wind, gulls and peesie-weeps skirling encouragement; above him only a dark yearning sky. Another enduring ordinary man, born to till and toil, to win his wars to wrestle with his burning under those stars.
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Hacker News

Nick Cave's thoughts on a ChatGPT poem (2023)

theredhandfiles.com/chat-gpt-w

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The Red Hand Files · Nick Cave - The Red Hand Files - Issue #218 - I asked Chat GPT to write a song in the style of Nick Cave and this is what it produced. What do you think? Verse 1: In the depths of the night, I hear a call A voice that echoes, through the hall It’s a siren’s song, that pulls me in Takes me to a place, where I can’t begin Chorus: I am the sinner, I am the saint I am the darkness, I am the light I am the hunter, I am the prey I am the devil, I am the savior Verse 2: I walk the streets, with my head held high I’ve got my demons, but I’ll make them fly I’ll dance with the devil, and I’ll play his game I’ll be the one, to call his name Chorus: I am the sinner, I am the saint I am the darkness, I am the light I am the hunter, I am the prey I am the devil, I am the savior Bridge: I’ve got the blood of angels, on my hands I’ve got the fire of hell, in my eyes I’m the king of the abyss, I’m the ruler of the dark I’m the one that they fear, in the shadows they hark Chorus: I am the sinner, I am the saint I am the darkness, I am the light I am the hunter, I am the prey I am the devil, I am the savior Outro: So come with me, to the edge of the night Where the darkness and the light collide We’ll walk the line, between the good and the bad And we’ll see, who comes out on top in the end.Dear Mark, Since its launch in November last year many people, most buzzing with a kind of algorithmic awe, have sent me songs ‘in the...
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Maria Liv ✏️

I am not enjoying
this spring
and makes me
so sad to realise
that I am hurrying
through everything
I once hoped for
prayed for
and never thought
I would experience

I got so busy
that I even forgot
to go outside
and look
at the stars

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