Dear Ellie, thank you so very much for this, for all these words, arranged just so. They bring rain to my parched eyes and heart. As though you saw me, recognized me, and knew just what to say. The parts and the whole. I feel much more than my clumsy words can say. Please accept the thought of a grateful hug.
There is too much content free content being written. Like every other thing exploited, now it’s words. AI will make it worse.
There are concepts and experiences that are too big for words. We are experiencing more of that now.
I find myself looking up common word definitions and making up new words when I write. I find myself hesitant to share things I’ve written because I’m not confident that I’ve captured a thought adequately.
Maybe it’s time for poetry to return as a way of communicating.
Dear Ellie, thank you so very much for this, for all these words, arranged just so. They bring rain to my parched eyes and heart. As though you saw me, recognized me, and knew just what to say. The parts and the whole. I feel much more than my clumsy words can say. Please accept the thought of a grateful hug.
There is too much content free content being written. Like every other thing exploited, now it’s words. AI will make it worse.
There are concepts and experiences that are too big for words. We are experiencing more of that now.
I find myself looking up common word definitions and making up new words when I write. I find myself hesitant to share things I’ve written because I’m not confident that I’ve captured a thought adequately.
Maybe it’s time for poetry to return as a way of communicating.