"songpoem" is an AI-visualized poem, and represents a new art form.
This animation uses open source code Disco Diffusion (Turbo version) to create an immersive experience in which you travel through the poem visually.
This work is a mind-altering journey into the language of the poem derived from a relationship between machine learning text-to-image code and a human artist and poet, built up out of a deep process of call-and-response made between human and machine.
The poem “Songpoem” is a stream of consciousness piece written and narrated by the artist, Luke@Rainforests.
50% of all proceeds and royalties from NFT sales which reach the Rainforests.eth wallet are (and will always be) donated directly to conservation charities.
Full Transcript:
Quietly, as a hermit crab
Sneaking in to a shell,
A metaphor
Begins to subvert itself,
Gently,
Shielding its eyes with us
At the developing eventuality
Of the earth-spun rising
Sun.
It stretches as it swells
With tenderness as
Unspilling tendrils of
Trees
Into the light.
Distracting us with the sculpting of a widened
Arc,
She quickly fills in
A window-pane
Above
Opens it and jumps
Into a picture-frame.
Her frame draws motion
To a halt.
It is surrounded
Interspersed
With other moments…
Flicking her head
She switches our projector
Into gear,
Time spools by in
Ever-flexing fragments
And while the stark
White silhouettes
Are strobing your
Sight
She is gone again.
Before she went,
You caught her last
Moment,
Striking a glass chord,
She pauses, standing-
Opaque, reshaping
All trajectories which
Pass through her,
Her echo flashes, winks,
Turns and flees.
Her footprints sprint away,
Her shadow hiding,
Her scent abides.
Her laughter blends
Into the motion of the wind,
Her posture in each clump
Of trees,
It is the bay of her belly
That leans, whispering,
Cradled in the crook of
Each hill’s hidden valley.
So how the Spring bursts
With the splintering
Light of her
Morning glance.
Her autumn is a rainy
Afternoon, heavy
Skies sketched as
Frets beside her eyes
And a lower tug
On the corners of her mouth.
But her summer is a
Bounteous joy,
Abundant bounce in step,
She sings through
Just by being.
[Truncated.]
Runtime: 03:06
1/1 .mp4 file
File size: 113 MB
