No AI



Chordal fragments spread

As leaf shadows
       Dance.

We chase shade
Hands grasping coffee
        Iced.

Tuned to your timbre
Melodies haunt my
        Memory.

No Artificial Intelligence
To code it or
         Print.

We have only
This moment to
         Give.

This poem written today for Edan Baxter, singer and songwriter, performing with acoustic guitar at House of Tallulah Cafe in Alice Springs. February 2023.

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  1. I love that last stanza -- the humanity of it, the gift.

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