Poetry

What Might Be

A poem by Emily Dickinson
Written with OpenAI GPT-3.
C.Swift

What might be,
Exists—Is actual.
A what has been,
Unrolls itself,
A Foot may enter,
An Eye observe,
A Brain may wonder,
A Heart may break.

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And What Might Be

A poem by Emily Dickinson
Written with OpenAI GPT-3.
C.Swift

And what might be.
If the days were made of years?
And the years, of hours?
And time itself, were put
In a cup, like water?
Then the sun would not be
A golden disk,
But a window, in the house
Where the years live.
And the moon would be
A visitor,
Like a thought,
That had come and gone
In a minute.
Then the stars would not be
Fixed for eternity,
But shooting over the sky,
As the breath of a child,
Or a bird, on the wing.

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And what might be.

A poem in the style of Frank O'Hara
Written with OpenAI GPT-3.
C.Swift

The past is never dead.
It's not even past.
It only becomes history;
it doesn't die...
And what might be,
may yet become!
What was is what will be.
What is now is what will be.
If you can dream it, then you can achieve it!
Nothing ever happened,
nothing ever will happen.
But if I could just believe in myself and get through this day,
one day...
One day everything would change.