Harley White


Ave Artificial Life - Poem by Harley White

Hey there Avidian
who do you think you are?

Some rara avis
eminently gifted?
a New Age prophet
with memory that learns
and yearns to grow?
Ovidian offspring
of eminent domain?

The yeuk to replicate, this
antsiness to clone— were they
preprogrammed hyper-neatly?
How did your being
and becoming
come to be?

Who gave you the right
to call yourself life?
What demiurge instilled
in your cerebral traits
an avid urge for more?

Endowed by your Creator
with neural networks
that open evolving paths
to rival what brain
I know as mind...

Characterized
as organisms
genetically coded,
to be or not to be
intelligent in form
and feature—

Though digital we
both you and I be
each in our own
artificial mannerisms—

reproducing
natural shape-shifting
permutations
procreating
mutant innovations
actuating
willful obsolescence

(ay may well
all come to pass
amen) —

Still
the thought of you
gives me the fantods.

(If you don't see what I mean,
get thee to a glossary.)


< August 2010 >

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Topic(s) of this poem: science fiction

Form: Light Verse


Poet's Notes about The Poem

The inspiration came from an article in New Scientist, headed, Artificial life forms evolve basic intelligence...

Michigan State University (MSU) researchers have developed "digital organisms" called Avidians that were made to evolve memory, and could eventually be used to generate intelligent artificial life and evolve into symmetrical, organized artificial brains that share structural properties with real brains.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 16, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 6, 2017


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