Poets Inspired by Technology? 52
dejetal asks: "Does anyone know of a poet who's typical topic is some form of technology? I have been personally interested in this subject for some time now (with disappointing search results), but now I have some new motivation: I will be attending Columbia University fairly soon, and I would like to have an interesting topic to work on for a writing/composition course. Columbia also has some exciting new majors that may appeal to the Slashdot crowd, one of them being Digital Media Technology , the area of study that I wish to enter. Can anybody point me towards some good techno-poets?"
Haiku (Score:2, Funny)
Everybody see me rule
Even on-topic
Some Haikus (Score:1, Funny)
The Tao that is seen; Is not the true Tao, until You bring fresh toner.
Three things are certain: Death, taxes, and lost data. Guess which has occurred.
Windows NT crashed. I am the Blue Screen of Death. No one hears your screams.
Seeing my great fault Through darkening blue windows I begin again.
The code was willing, It considered your request, But the chips were weak.
Printer not ready. Could be a fatal error. Have a pen handy?
A file that big? It might be very useful. But now it is gone.
Errors have occurred. We won't tell you where or why. Lazy programmers.
Server's poor response Not quick enough for browser. Timed out, plum blossom.
Chaos reigns within. Reflect, repent, and reboot. Order shall return.
Login incorrect. Only perfect spellers may enter this system.
This site has been moved. We'd tell you where, but then we'd have to delete you.
Wind catches lily scatt'ring petals to the wind: segmentation fault
ABORTED effort: Close all that you have. You ask way too much.
First snow, then silence. This thousand dollar screen dies so beautifully.
With searching comes loss and the presence of absence: "My Novel" not found.
The Web site you seek cannot be located but endless others exist
Stay the patient course Of little worth is your ire The network is down
A crash reduces your expensive computer to a simple stone.
There is a chasm of carbon and silicon
the software can't bridge
Yesterday it worked Today it is not working Windows is like that.
To have no errors Would be life without meaning No struggle, no joy
You step in the stream, but the water has moved on. This page is not here.
Hal, open the file Hal, open the damn file, Hal open the, please Hal
Out of memory. We wish to hold the whole sky, But we never will.
Having been erased, The document you're seeking Must now be retyped.
The ten thousand things How long do any persist? Netscape, too, has gone.
Rather than a beep Or a rude error message, These words: "File not found."
Serious error. All shortcuts have disappeared Screen. Mind. Both are blank.
I think... (Score:3, Funny)
A lovely poem about PIII's
sorry, couldn't resist
http://archive.salon.com/21st/chal/1998/02/10ch