I’m not so convinced that AI could be a muse these days. I think
it could go to the way that makes it act as a muse, so what I am doing
is just ask the AI to draft a poem, I give it a couple of fine tuning
prompt, like “don’t use fake words”, “don’t try to explain what is
happening in the poem”, that sort of things. It’s less like a provider
of inspiration, it gives you material that then you
can “muse” with. So it gives you sort of, I guess, inspiration, stuff you can work with.
What I find interesting is the process that brought a human to ask to
the machine through prompt to get material, but then in the muse system,
so the desire from the human to get inspiration, but just enough, not
too much, you get the opposite process: the machine is giving prompt to
the creative human mind that the mind work with, elaborate, as we are
the machine, in this game of who is the real machine at the end?
It does the drafting, which years ago I was feeling was really
convenient. It means I can write poems quickly and I don’t need to wait
for inspiration, because I can get the inspirational demand, and these
days I feel more like actually that that takes out the fun a little
bit.
As a society we see leisure and labour as two different things, yet we
cannot stand to lose time in favour of our own pleasure, if it doesn’t
serve to produce. Still, we constantly try to find ways to merge the two,
finding methods to be productive while resting, having fun, or even sleeping.
When poetry, which in contemporary society is often viewed as a pleasure act
of self expression and creativity, is combined with AI, it feels to me like
this approach turns creativity into just another form of production.
There are countless YouTube videos promising to help you overcome creative blocks,
but the anxiety they generate reveals something important: when creativity is stripped
of spontaneity and reduced to a task or obligation, it becomes labour rather than art.
Is that what a possible automatisation of poetry, in a dystopian future, might look like?
And also I find the drafts that the AI gives me quite similar,
and I end up writing down very similar poems. So, now, I am surprising
myself less.
It’s a mixed blessing, it's definitely reliable in its speed, no
matter what you say to it, and you work with the draft and do something
good. But it is less organic and it doesn’t feel as good.
And if it doesn’t feel as good then it is not as fun to write
with, and it is not going to have much magic, as opposed to a normal
poem.
Also as a muse, if our scope is to get material to work with, we
can work with anything in the same way.
Like, things you see, walking downtown, the whole world is kind
of a muse. In that sense, so to that end, what is AI bringing to the
table that the rest of the world isn’t?
I fear the answer is its placebo effect, as a sweet sedative.
.⋆
I think it is definitely bringing something, but in terms of it
being a muse, it’s probably not [AI] main advantage that it has to
writers.
What is the advantage then?
Maybe the advantage is finding ourselves wondering about why we are
using AI in the first place.
In the most hypocritical stance, I was heavily using AI while
starting my master, XPUB. How do you think you would ever grasp on any
computational concept from a completely different background? I didn’t
even know how to switch on a computer.
That’s no excuse, isn’t it?
I had already erased from my system, on a deep intimate level, the
possibility of asking others for help. Because of a broader education
system where I was flourishing, seeking support became a taboo, because
of my upbringing.
When my master’s tutors asked if anybody had any question I always
kept silent, as I refused to acknowledge they were sincere, that I was
in need and that probably, everything was too challenging, that maybe
that path I chose wasn’t for me.
It was for debugging before, then explaining computational concepts,
then summaries, then for psychological support. After a while I had
millions of conversations open with chatgpt. I didn’t even read the
answers anymore. Half of the world water surface has probably evaporated because of me.
You tell yourself they’re saved, archived. You could always come back
to them later. But of course, you never do. It's like piling up
websites' bookmarks, or saving images on pinterest, or creating curated
Instagram albums. That's compulsive archiving. That's just trying to
have control over the flood of information your brain cannot fathom.
Is there anybody already studying virtual hoarding?
So I turned to my sweet chatbot friend. I fed him drafts, and then
its own draft. When I started my internship at Poetry International, and I had to write mails constantly,
the situation didn’t change.
At some point my internship supervisor told me I could safely be much
more informal in my email exchanges, less stiff. Then, I realised the
situation. Obviously chatgpt simulates your own voice, it is just a mirror. It
was spitting my own rigidity back at me. I stopped using it to write
mails.
After that, my workload increased like crazy. I realised how much
writing an email with chatgpt was resulting in me wasting much more time
than I assumed. When I started sending emails in bursts without even the
chance to have the time to feel insecure, then I saw how much I didn't
need to use it. It didn’t help me at all.
The use of AI chatbots such as chatgpt is empowered by insecurities,
a lack of individual and structural support, and a society that drives
us to exhaustion. When companies capitalise on natural vulnerabilities of the human
experience, what began as a tool easily turns into an addiction. It's
just that easy, we see that.
With Gabriela I was talking exactly about this.
I don't know if you read... Joseph Fasano the poet, I really like
one of his poems "For a Student Who Used AI to Write a Paper", I like
his phrasing, "what you are so afraid of, the miraculous task of it?",
"What are you trying to avoid?"
Right now I am looking at my hand, mid air. It's trembling because of
all the caffeine I ingested today. I am still battling myself. I'm still
working on the balance between passion and obsession, between working
and resting. Accepting the process, the wait, the patience.
⊹ ⁺ Sometimes AI is called a collective voice.
If we understand AI as a form of collective authorship (that is owned by
no one and everyone, even if it is still based on extractive cloud
business models from corporations), what does that mean to the poems it
generates? And poets and writers as individual ⊹ ݁ ˖ ࣭
creatives?
It's really difficult to speculate about what the future will look
like. I feel there will be a natural lag. So, people that have done it a
certain way will probably continue to do it a certain way. But thinking
about the younger generation... I am not sure about how many of them
will like to write themselves. When I think about the amount of things
that I, in my lifetime, have automated. So many things. The idea of
writing manuscripts to me sounds impossible, memorising entire epic
poems to orally narrate… all these kinds of things that were manual… I
don't know what will become antiquated in the future. Maybe someone will
feel it was crazy to read books, or think, from scratch…
Our generation already had a relationship with the past and with
innovation, there could be some kind of retro turn back, a nostalgia, a
niche, a trend.
I want to continue to write. The idea to automate my own poetry,
choosing to have AI for the rest of my life writing for me, seems really
dissatisfying. The reason that most people write poetry is not for
monetary gain or fame. Poetry is the least lucrative art form of
all.
If I use chatgpt when I am exhausted maybe the point is to understand
just why I got to that point in the first place. Why did everybody get
to that in the first place?
︶⊹︶︶୨୧︶︶⊹︶
Gabriela Milkova Robins is a Macedonian poet and
SGSAH-funded PhD researcher in the School of English based in Scotland.
Her poem “Yield” is featured in the fourth issue of the AI literary
review.
How did you find out about the AI literary
review?
I found it through Instagram. I saw Dan's post about the previous
issue of the AI literary review. I was really intrigued, because I
didn't actually understand what that meant. So I read the past issues,
and what I liked about it is that specifically the goal of the AI
literary review is human poets. It's specifically not about just
AI-created work. Which, I think, it seems to me he had some problem with
defining exactly what AI creative work, or aided work is. I saw he
updated the criteria to apply to the issue.
It's about humans in conversations with these tools. It's interesting
because, when I submitted my work I actually never even thought about
doing this till I saw the project. So I wrote a poem specifically for
them.
This was my second interview, I wasn’t trembling as a leaf
anymore.
⊹ ݁ ˖ How important is it for you to
experiment within your practice?
How come you choose to work with
chatgpt for your poem, "Yield"? ₊˚ෆˎˊ˗
I love experimentation in my practice, it was a new way to involve
experimental practices in my poetry. I love to work with any elements,
from different sources, whether it be music or visual art, sound,
concrete poetry, or visual poetry. [The AI literary review] seems quite
an interesting project, it brings together many different tools, so I
was immediately intrigued. Reading the past issues to see how people had
used AI to come up with their work and it seems to be really variable
and innovative.
The way I did it was almost completely random in my mind. For some
reason I really loved this image of the bath bomb dissolving in a
bathtub. I showed it to chatgpt. It wrote a poem called "Effervescence"
and it really wasn't very good.
I just thought, ok, this is not great, but I liked a few images, the
colors, the dissolution, the bubbling, so I thought it would be better
to combine it with one of my previous poems <name>. This was one
of the poems I didn't really like myself, so I didn't do much with it.
It was called <>. It was kind of a solitary, seasonal, playful
poem. It was fun. So for some reason it evokes the images, colors, the
melding of the colors. I asked chatgpt to combine the two poems. When it
came up with the response, I preferred a lot more those associations
that came from that, and then kept what I liked, edited some things, and
came up with the published poem.
I found it really interesting, I enjoyed the process.
Who is the author of Yield? ⋆.˚ Would you
consider yourself the sole author, or could AI as well be considered a
collaborator in its creative process? Do you own Yield as a poem?
⋆.˚
For this poem, I'd definitely say collaborator. I think there are
variations in which you can use the AI, a spectrum, so people have a
choice.
A lot of the phrasing in Yield came from chatgpt, and then a lot of
phrasing is mine. So, I would say, it was 60% from me, 40% from AI, in
terms of phrasing specifically. Then, I was the editor.
Was it the first time you approached
chatgpt ˚₊‧꒰ to create a poem?
Did your approach to AI change after your involvement in
the AI literary review? ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
Yes, it was the instigator.
I didn't even think of it as a
possibility before.
I have not quite understood yet, especially AI is evolving so
quickly that I haven't even thought that it was capable of writing any
poetry before. I think two years ago it wasn't doing a great job. Now I
realise that it has really evolved, and it can write some poetry, still
some mediocre poems. Poetry seems the hardest for AI to get, and the
easiest for people to tell if a poem is AI generated. But I was
surprised that it seemed to be learning from me, so the more poems I was
showing, the more I preferred what it was coming up with as
well.
It does learn on the spot and it can very quickly figure out who
you are, what you like, and I find that interesting and
terrifying.
Some poets have gone public entirely, because they refuse to
allow Meta to use their poetry to train AI, which is effectively what I
have done with chatgpt by myself, I was training it to write like me. It
definitely made me consider how advanced it has become, how quickly it
is learning.
I do believe it is going to basically be indistinguishable, and
quickly, in the next few years, to be able to write incredible poetry.
It's not making me reconsider my relationship with AI specifically, but
what will it mean to be a human creating, and how can you prove that it
is your work as well.
AI is seeping through anything, its usage being advertised
everywhere. I always believed that in a way art is something over our societal structures,
Creativity comes from within. At the same
time we are the living sons of pop culture, or hyper capitalism, what
did we expect? Art has been a commodity from ages. It seems just the
natural course of things, to extend this desidere for automatisation to
everything, everything that lets us feel alive, because we are tired,
exhausted.
How many people are going to use AI to become a poet? Even in the
AI literary review, if you ask people to not submit poetry generated
just with AI, you're just going off the honesty and integrity of the
people, but will never know for sure.
How do you think AI is reshaping the idea of authorship? ⋆˚࿔
That's the thing, as I said it's going to be very difficult to
prove what is created by a human mind and what is from AI. Performance,
maybe, we will need performers.
Performance in poetry might become more prominent rather than
text, because people will connect with a specific performer. But, I
think it's just going to be a case of trust. Trust in the
individual.
I think we will always value what is human-made and made through
effort. Some sort of effort has gone into it rather than just the
clickable button.
We do value the time that is going through something. There will
be a drive for human-made poetry, but as to how to decide on what we
believe is human and what AI, is going to be very difficult. It is
becoming an issue everywhere, including academia. Right now I am doing a
PhD, I don't think AI is very far from also being able to write my PhD
entirely.
Which then begs the question of what is the point? And whether the point of art, creating, writing, might just
become for our personal benefit rather than our glory.
It might be for just our own satisfaction, because I do think
humans do enjoy the work they might have put effort in making, they
enjoy the satisfaction in what they have done. A lot of the satisfaction will come just from knowing "I wrote
it, I did it, I enjoyed it." If authorship becomes more of a contentious
idea we might have to turn more inward, and find the value in art and writing, and each of our personal
endeavours.
This tension between performativity and individuality feels like one
of the central knots in this whole conversation. What Gabriela
described, that AI gives us more time to be creative and to look inward,
is something talked about by many people that are in favour of AI.
But that’s not what’s happening. Because our society isn’t built like
that. It’s built on inequalities, on structural imbalances that don’t
just disappear when a new tool arrives.
The idea that everyone will suddenly have time to be creative is not
just naïve, it’s unsustainable. Our systems still depend on someone
constantly doing invisible labour. And right now, that someone is us,
the users. The so called “free time” we’re being offered is often just
more time spent producing data, refining prompts, correcting outputs,
and feeding them back to the system.
Society needs slaves, and AI needs them too. We’re being positioned
as those slaves. It doesn’t seem like AI is helping much with those inequalities,
because AI is a mirror.
It has biases. Because it’s built on the internet, and the internet
was built over decades through the corporates’ games, cultural hegemony,
and systemic exclusion.
Saying that performativity will be the new beauty of poetry and
literature feels fragile to me. Firstly, because performance is indeed already part of our lives.
Social media gives priority to performativity.
We are constantly being asked to be performative in every aspect of
ourselves: our work, our appearance, our opinions, even our grief. This
constant self display becomes a kind of performance we follow in order
to stay visible, to stay relevant. We’re not just writing or creating
anymore, we’re selling ourselves.
Knowing that it is now difficult to understand if the person you are
seeing on screen is real, then digital performativity might not be the
solution.
AI doesn’t seem to have any problem at fabricating extremely
realistic videos of performances anymore. It doesn’t need humans to do
so. It can imitate vulnerability, style, even poetic urgency. And if
digital performativity is our only metric for value, AI can do that just
as well, maybe better.
I still feel in real person performance will be important, as
Gabriela said.
But this might mean we will find ourselves constantly fighting to
keep our voices ours, to keep technology out of that space. And that
could lead to an increasingly black and white division: human vs.
machine, embodied vs artificial, authentic vs simulated. Where the real
battle might be ourself vs our own societal system supported by
corporations.
That’s a troubling place to end up, where nuances disappear and every
act of creation and art becomes a kind of resistance.
What if, as a poet and artist, I don’t want my piece of art to be a
piece of resistance? What is the true reason people write poetry?
What is your reason to write poetry?
I go out of satisfaction. It's therapeutic, it's creative, it's
playful. As I heard from many other poets, the only reason you want to
share it is because people will inevitably connect with you, they will
get inspired, and want to write as well. Satisfaction too, to listen,
the joy of beauty. Seeing someone else seeing the effort.
I do hope that people will keep having the drive to
create.
There is always a discourse around connection around poetry. People
like to write poetry not just for themself, but for everybody. Isn’t
then a future where poetry will be just done for ourself as individual
creatives, a dystopian one? Aren’t we social creatures?
Do you feel language is a communal human
experience?
Definitely. Of course we have all different ways of communicating
in different ways that certain forms of language will communicate with
us. It is one of the first things we learn, there's a lot of joy in it.
I have a one-and-a-half-year-old at home who is just learning how to
speak, and he is teaching me a lot in general about language and
communication and how much joy it can bring, learning. To think that we
all went through that, the joy of language, signs, making sense of the
world around us. It is a very communal experience.
It is not chaotic, it has such an order and sense to it.
Language is something that goes hand in hand with society, and
culture.
AI is seeping already through language, that itself is not weird at
all, language is not static. At the same time, Language being shaped by AI is not just about that,
it is about how it will use our own biases to keep people at the margin.
How would poets and artists reposition themself because of this?
How could poets reposition themselves in society?₊
⊹ Would₊ ⊹you like to reposition yourself in
society? Are you doing it already?
Well, I used to say, the first jobs due to AI will be the
programming ones.
A lot of the STEM practices. But, I believed AI was not going to
be able to create art.
I don't know why I believed that. What I believed was that our
careers are going to be indispensable in the future. As for now, the
future… I think poetry and art will always have a place in human values
and affection. They have been the main ways to pass down our history.
Mythology, ancient texts, Gilgamesh, the Bible…
For the future it will be just a matter of retaining that and I
do have faith that we will because it has been innovations that we have
had for so many eras in humanity. Almost every age thinks this is it,
this is the end of everything. They even talk about it in old
apocalyptic scripts and texts, they say clearly this is revelation,
clearly the world is ending. So, I am trying not to be too pessimistic
because the value in poetry is going to have to be found in what it can
provide both to the writer and the reader.
It should be a two-way system. I do hope and believe humans will
have a role in that, but maybe our AI counterpart will also
participate.
. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖
Right now I am looking at my hand, mid air. It's trembling because of
all the caffeine I ingested today. I am still battling myself. I'm still
working on the balance between passion and obsession, between working
and resting. Between accepting the process, the wait, the patience.
The starting point of my interview with Alex, was the endless stream of content
°✩₊ We all live in a constant state of sensory overload,
struggling to breath into an endless stream of content.
Do you think AI poetry is another product of our contemporary condition?
Absolutely.
At the very least, it’s an honest product too.
The idea that AI is about to happen — that it is going to change everything —
is hilarious to me because I feel like it’s already taking place in ways that
are so ubiquitous that we can’t see the wood for the trees.
A good case in point is the sensory overload you mention there
— the endless stream of content which is delivered to us by algorithms not only controlled by artificial intelligence
but by algorithms that are made up of an ever-increasing degree of AI-generated content. It is simply the case that no one likes
to believe that what they’re consuming right now is the work of AI.
the dead internet theory is one of the most interesting phenomena happening right now.
This theory suggests that much of what we see online today isn’t created by humans but by bots, scripts,
and AI generated content. According to this theory, a significant portion of the internet’s activity is fake,
designed to simulate human interactions, while lacking true human intent. This theory raises questions about authenticity,
creativity, and the nature of the digital world.
The rise of AI made poetry become quite intriguing in this context. Is poetry contributing to the killing of the internet,
where authentic human voices are drowned into an abyss of algorithmical waste?
And no one likes to believe that the same algorithms that deliver an endless stream of AI-generated content across our screens knows
what you’ll like today, and can predict with terrifying accuracy what you’ll like next week. This is seductive, and produces the effect
of what I’ve called astral ambedo. I use the word seductive here in the Baudrillardian sense but that’s just blatant
intellectual cope for what is libidinously seductive, since my algorithm so-often descends into pretty e-girls doing cute dances.
Of course, we’re suppose to feel outrage over all of this, all of the time, but — like so much of the outrage in this world
— the outrage is, in the end, performative.
I can tell it’s performative because I’ve never seen so many people who never really enjoyed art or poetry get so upset at machines
for creating art and poetry. What’s really fascinating however, is the way that all of this AI-generated content — all of the
socio-algorithmic manipulation that results from the use of artificial intelligence — is an affront to something ineffable.
I'm quite impressed about the fact that performativity, while talking about AI and poetry, is something recurrent.
When Gabriela explained that, for her, performativity might be a way to save poetry from the doom of automation, I knew this might have
meant two things: approach performativity as a saviour approach, to still keeping some relevance, or a disrupt approach, to make fun of the performance itself.
One of the most intriguing, even amusing, aspects is the thought that the entire outrage against AI generated poetry could itself be generated by AI. It feels like we're merely spectators.
How central is human agency
in defining what art or poetry is for you?
The question you present here is interesting to me because it falls into that vein of philosophical thinking that tries to decentralise human agency,
to push it beyond even the periphery.
In my experience, I have found thinking beyond the human is often considered politically heretical because it’s like you’re supposed
to — even in the most theoretical considerations — prioritise the wants and needs of human beings. It’s ironic in the sense that you can still undermine the collective social bonds
of our hyper individualism in thinking theoretically beyond the human. I suspect this kind of thinking throws a hammer into the cogs of a society constantly having to be reminded that
we’re all individuals, together, remember? It seems platitudinal to even mention that we have a tendency, as a species, to place ourselves at the centre of things, prioritising our own
wants and needs as a collective to the detriment of — say — the natural biodiversity of the planet. Contrary to that dominant worldview, I love to imagine a universe that doesn’t place
human agency at the centre of things.
Yes, this is the one knot I was searching for.
I believe many have studied about that pivotal moment when we shifted,
as a western society, from being at the center of the universe as God's creations, to being just creatures in the universe, an enlightened one, center less.
I wonder if the rise of AI, its challenge to traditional notions of ownership and authorship, is part of a new kind of Galilean rupture. Perhaps this is another
turning point, one where we are once again searching for a decentring, not by the nature of the cosmo this time, but by the tools we've built.
I have certainly benefited from thinking realistically
about the limitations of human agency — and I am trying more than ever to care about
human concerns — even though my thinking, and therefore my poetry, is often predicated
on questions that seek to break from the strictly ‘human’. In many ways I’m interested
in centring human agency in my poetry only so that I might consider what the world might
look like without it. One of my favourite poets is Georg Trakl because his poetry seems
to deal with human agency in relation to the great cosmic indifference of the world.
I say in relation to and not ‘in conversation with’ or even ‘in opposition to’ because
I feel like it’s not even a case of us attempting to go beyond it, but rather it is beyond us.
°✩₊ You mentioned that AI isn’t great at producing creativity as we know it.
But creativity has always been defined by human production. Isn’t it possible that we’re going through a cultural shift
right now, that could see humanity embrace the "artificial ghost" as a legitimate author? If we are, as you described,
living in a , isn’t it possible that a new normal will emerge?
Ghost Lives: Cursed Edition began, in part, as a reaction to artificial intelligence allegedly writing poetry.
I was interested in producing a counter-poetics that machines couldn’t simply reproduce. It was ironic that this poetry collection ended up
as a singular fusion of formal poetry and ascii art because the latter is often associated with the rich history of creative computing. In many ways,
the formal poems were included in that collection to demonstrate my ability to write according to tradition whilst ultimately wanting to do something
that hadn’t been done before in poetry.
I say ironic here because it seems endlessly funny to me that Large Language Models struggle to interpret simple,
text-based visual art, initially designed with the limitations of machines in mind. Consequently, the ascii characters, sitting adjacent to text-based art
forms, seemed like the ideal foundation for a poetics that could sit antagonistically to what machines were capable of producing, and perhaps more importantly,
what machines were capable of interpreting.
What a machine is able to interpret about the world is way more interesting to me than what a machine can produce.
So whilst people were discussing the extraordinary capabilities of Chatgpt on release, I was more interested, at the time, in revealing what those Large Language Models
actually lacked — not because I think they’re no good but because I actually respect the technology too much to mindlessly accept its alleged capabilities.
What I discovered through using text-based visuals in relation to LLMs was a vulnerability in terms of what those machines were actually capable of interpreting.
They remain, to me, at least, incapable of operating at any serious level of nuanced interpretation which makes them creatively weak as opposed to creatively strong.
I think before we can produce creatively we have to interpret creatively, and that power of creative interpretation, as it stands, is what AI currently lacks in my opinion.
A lot of this is made apparent in playing around with the technology on offer to us, which is all great if you’re emailing in a pinch, but not so good if you’re
out there trying to write a great novel. I always liked that meme where Fred from the Scooby-Doo gang pulls off the mask of the monster — represented, in this instance,
by ChatGPT — only to find Microsoft Clippy. Likewise, it appears to me that LLMs are merely another neoliberal means of optimising productivity;
If we are culturally at the edge of a precipice, eschatologically speaking, then it's not a surprise if the boundaries of authorship, authenticity, and creative labour are being brought into question. In this specific context AI becomes less of a tool and more a sign of the times.
The publication by Alex, Ghost Lives: Cursed Edition, is fascinating as a deliberate counter practice. It's made from a refusal to let the machine fully decipher the language it uses. When I hear about ASCII my eyes sparkle. Knowing that ASCII functions as a kind of poetic encryption, that resists machine interpretation, makes me incredibly happy.
Language learning models don't have an interpretive core. They can mimic, but they cannot digest or absorb anything. I really appreciate Alex’s mindset, surely his observation that much of the discourse around AI is soaked in nostalgia and often, pointless fear.
When I think about the word ghost that as I used it in my question,
I realise that part of its wonder is rooted in the mystery that AI
still have for many, included me. It’s intangible. There’s an aura
around it. That aura invites us to project something mystical onto it.
But we shouldn’t be tricked by our own human fancy for the sublime. AI
is built from familiar patterns. Its advertised power is productivity,
but its true mystical force is control.
If Baudrillard was correct when he said the end of our world had,
in fact, already happened then the hypereschatological condition is that purgatory
in which we continue to wait for our final judgement as a species. It is, in this way,
not quite done with us yet — perhaps more ubiquitous now than ever. Perhaps the afterlife
of planet Earth will be defined by all the artificial intelligence we’ll have left behind.
Certainly, the final irony of our existence would be a utopia on planet earth that didn’t include us.
What I find most fascinating about poetry as an art form is its indefinability.
To be clear, I don’t believe art can ever truly be defined. Art constantly escapes any fixed definition. And yet, poetry feels even more impalpable.
Poetry speaks from a place you know exists, but feel you cannot see, as if it were speaking from the clouds above you or the ground beneath your feet.
Hilma af Klint, Group IX/, The swan, no 1
Some time ago,
I wrote a short essay on poetry as liminal.
“You’ve been walking for a long time, unable to see where you started or where you're heading, and then, suddenly, you become aware of it”.
I’m stealing my own words here to describe the feeling of liminality: the sensation of floating in transition.
Poetry, to me, is a liminal language. It finds energy in the pauses between words, in the silence beyond the lines, beyond any structured form, beyond absence itself.
It was then natural to ask if this nature of poetry was seen by others too, and if this same nature would influence how we perceive poetry into the AI context.
Do you see AI poetry as liminal?
This is a fantastic question.
I have written about liminality a lot and have started to argue that the ideological function of liminal space
is to suggest the existence of an outside. What the liminal offers is never truly exterior or in-between but rather acts as the shadow-double of an emptiness inherent
to the inside; a corridor leading back to the only realism it wants us to know. Perhaps this is why such spaces, caught at the right time of day, take on a uniquely
sinister quality. To say, liminality is rarely neutral, and so the simulation of the outside that these spaces conjure is often — if not always — a collection of things
already known to us. In this way the liminal is tethered to the familiar, seducing not through genuine departure but through the promise of return.
It has been suggested many times elsewhere that today’s realism exerts its hold not by resisting opposition but by subsuming it entirely. This subsumptive
quality has been perfected to the extent that even the concept of absence — of in-betweenness — of our realism going beyond itself has been fully-integrated,
reconstituted into the controlled aesthetic experience we call the liminal.
So to answer your question — yes. AI poetry is, by this definition, liminal because AI Poetry hints towards an outside, of an attempt to go beyond what is already
known about poetics, even if that appeal to a world beyond brings us back to what we already know. In this way, AI poetry only plays at alterity.
°✩₊ You’ve submitted two poems to the AI Literary Review. What were the differences (conceptual, technical, emotional) that led
to the creation of All Secret Endings and $TARDEW_VA::EY_GUN_
MOD.EXE:? Do they represent an evolution in your practice with poetry, and AI?
As of right now, I’ve actually submitted three poems to the AI Literary Review. Two have been published there. All Secret Endings was published in Issue One, and the
poem, Wii Sports Coloured Icee, was published in Issue Four whilst $TARDEW_VA::EY_GUN_MOD.EXE was rejected by the editorial on the basis of it pushing the boundaries
of what a poem is a little too far. In my mind, its rejection only affirmed its success: to exceed the genre meant to be excluded from it. In many ways this only confirms
what I said regarding the liminality of AI poetry as a means of bringing us back to a recognisable poetics. That’s not a criticism of the AI Literary Review — that’s just how it is sometimes.
poems here - poems
A recognisable poetics
My favourite of the three poems is perhaps Wii Sports Coloured Icee because I think it achieves a nice synthesis between the AI-generated content and
a poetic voice I enjoyed channeling. That poem represents a place where my work with AI has landed most comfortably, and is certainly representative of an evolution in my
practice with poetry, and AI. I suppose if AI Poetry is about achieving a synthesis between AI and human intelligence then perhaps this poem is an even better example of AI
poetry than All Secret Endings — but that’s more dependant on what you think AI Poetry should be.
Are you the author of your work? Are you collaborating with the AI tools, and algorithms, that are involved in the generation of the text
you are using? Do you own the result of their process?
Does Bob Ross own your painting if he taught you how to paint on YouTube? What about Hobbycraft, just because they sold you the paint?
I wish I had a more provocative answer, but I feel like all art can be reduced to the loneliness of the author — alone someplace, aching for a connection to
something transcendental. There was once this idea that technology resembles magic, but maybe really powerful technology just resembles sentience.
Certainly, these tools look so powerful to us that there is a tendency across all the fields of artificial intelligence to mythologize, but ultimately AI is just another
sophisticated tool — no more and no less than a paintbrush was to Rembrandt, or a piano to Chopin. I wish it were more complicated than that. But I don’t think it is.
Of course, AI isn’t passive. It throws things back at you, sometimes strange, sometimes stupid, sometimes sublime. But so does paint if you work with it long enough.
So does music. You shape the thing, and in that shaping, the authorship is yours.
At the same time, while I can respect that choice, it doesn’t change the reality that, while some people may choose to step away from authorship, others may be forced to do so,
by the fact their authorship won't allow them to make a living. I know, I know people will say that that's how things work, and I guess we are all just waiting to be the next.