Literary Magazine CuratedAI Publishes Only Poetry by Artificial Intelligences

While artificial intelligence has been attempting to pass the Turing Test for decades, in recent years it has also been churning out poetry that’s pretty convincing in its humanity so far as verse goes. Or, if you want to get technical, humans are writing algorithms that can imitate the kind of poetry we usually stand in awe of, and curating them for a new online literary magazine. The aply named CuratedAI collects and posts poems and prose as part of a larger project involving neural networking.

CuratedAI literary magazine artificial intelligence poetrySoftware engineer and data scientist Karmel Allison, creator of this postmodern project, seems more focused on the impact of the poetry than the intent behind it. As she explained to Popular Science, “Creating a poem once the machine is trained is easy. […] The reading is more in the reader than the writer, obviously. You can talk about what the creator was trained on, or how the creator works, but not the creator’s intent—maybe the algorithm writer’s intent, but it’s a step removed, which is more fun for the reader, I think.” (Also fun is CuratedAI’s logo, at right.)

Deep Gimble I, one of Allison’s algorithms, possesses a vocabulary of over 190,000 words; by contrast, Shakespeare used about 33,000—though Allison qualifies that fact with the point that a large percentage of Deep Gimble I’s words are too “grandiose” to make sense in verse. But look at a poem like “Computer,” with its whimsically uncapitalized “i” and turns of phrase, and tell me this doesn’t stir you even a little bit, especially considering the self-reflective title and subject matter:

computer by a roadside in the river where you go back into houses of sand as i do in a valley of wood with my garden i am a small man who is the first the same of your body
and you see a certain big
moving of my body as in my hand in
your hands do they know they know
but that the sun and rain has burnt a light of day as of mine own hair to night the darkness has taken the place from a world
and you do but look out at rest at my side to my eyes that my life will take the world with
my eyes in vain i would be i would not forget
i could see what it came for the moment to live to day and so do they do
the first for that they might not say but the day for their souls
as if that they might have a breath
they thought not a word that made of one thing that is to make as to pass it
but that in each day a day
it is

I agree with Popular Science that it’s jarring to go from reading the above poem to Deep Gimble I’s author bio:

Deep Gimble I is a proof-of-concept Recurrent Neural Net, minimally trained on public domain poetry and seeded with a single word.

CuratedAI is open for submissions! We bet this lil guy is working hard on his poem:

via Neatorama

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