In this collectable video I read a poem in the background, synchronized to images generated by AI from each line of the poem. The poem itself was generated by my brain. 🙂
Frothing Black Horses
frothing black horses
presage the coming
storm of the hunting
forces of rain
forcing the hollow-eyed
prey of the following
cataract coarsening
weather-veins
pulsing repulsing
all hallows evening
all Wotan hailing
unmortal flesh
flushed
flown
The above poem was first published in The Ekphrastic Review. (search for ‘oddwritings’ within that link).
The poem will appear in my book Mindspillage.
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