Byrd is the Word
I love writing, reading, and listening to poetry. This is where I’m able to understand the significance of words themselves. Their power, their comfort, and their esthetic are endlessly multifaceted. In the spirit of creating art, I write poetry and prose from the free spirit I created, “Byrd” or “Byrdie”—a childhood nickname.
And consider this: poetry is a writing space where generative ai has the most difficulty. It simply cannot interpret the complexity of authentic human emotion accurately enough to mimic it.
So here’s to being so complicated, a machine can’t do it!
Like this Mr. Beer Glass and Mr. Scream painting, we have different reactions to how these words are used in poetry, even though it may be about the same storm outside. I share these poems with you below. I wonder what your reaction will be?
