You get it! Thanks. How: You get it! Thanks. How brilliantly you expounded upon what I was trying to say. Your encouragement makes a difference, especially how they "are up to the challenges once they grow out of you". I really needed that! I'm perfectly content to be a "useful stair" as she makes her own choices.
A terrible snowstorm hit Virginia, and as you know, the South doesn't know how to handle snow, (I grew up in New Jersey where we went to school unless we were buried) so I'm out of power and reliable internet service, but when things are restored, I'll swing over to your site to see what wonderful art you have posted. I can always count on you to surprise me. Love that!
Thanks for the read and the very comforting comment.
This contains a wisdom that I: This contains a wisdom that I wish I had read decades ago, when my adolescence began---it would have made my life understandable. And the final paragraph contains a wisdom that is applicable to all of us, no matter what stage or age of life. The whole piece---from first word to last---is brilliant!
Spinoza's comment brought me: Spinoza's comment brought me to this excellent poem. Its structure---quatrains to tell the tale, and couplets to express the speaker's objectons---definitely supports the emotional content of the poem. The structure is a strategy all of its own. I also applaud the rhyme scheme, and its avoidance of slant rhymes. And, of course, the content and message of the poem is so poignant.
Thank you. I distrust AI: Thank you. I distrust AI technology, and I fear it, and in this poem I wanted to give it a kind of slap in the face. Thanks for the comment.
Some of your best poems have: Some of your best poems have been science fiction, so it would be a tragedy to abandon that desire and never give birth to such intriguing and deep meditations on existence such as this.
In the midst of a sterile shadow of Earth where life is now a concept to be decoded by artificial intelligence, some expansive questions arise, especially in the mind of a newly minted intelligence with the gift of sentience. You unfurl a fascinating backstory with stunning compression and ease, but the story, though amazing, isn't the magnificence; it's those questions you wisely allow the reader to untangle.
Though philosophers and poets believe they can figure it out, perhaps humanity doesn't understand itself any better than the "layers of chips" reducing the great mystery to "bytes of formulae".
A brilliantly composed contemplation.