As my ongoing commitment to Poetry Month I bring you a poem inspired by my current fascination with the singularity.
I tried to write this in the style of E.E. Cummings and while it’s not up to snuff compared to him. I do think it has some caché to it.
Love in 2552
I do think when
We do merge (inevitably-finally)
With machines
We will not lose – the ability to
Love
Consider the works-innovations-breakthroughs
Fueled solely by
Love
The spectrum of emotions
Fully realized only by
The ebb and flow of
Love
That’s why
Though a virus at times
As machines we will be
With a heart and still with – the ability to
Love