Just for fun, I had ChatGPT rewrite your comment as a poem. Here’s the result:
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My logic may be choppy, but I’m not yet sold,
That popular sentiment should be the gold,
For judging culture's worth or depth or art,
When most have seen so little, played no part.
The average person, read just a hundred lines,
While those who love the craft cross many signs,
With pages turned, they gain a richer view,
That shapes what art they’ll seek, and how they choose.
The study’s neat, but here’s what I believe:
The crowd enjoys the safe, the bland, the brief—
The 50% grey, inoffensive way,
The formulaic poems that softly sway.
I don't read much myself, I must admit,
But even I might find that AI's wit
Could speak in ways that sound like common sense,
But lacks the depth of art's true recompense.
I would argue that 99% of popular songs have fairly poor quality lyrics (though it doesn't really matter with regard to artistic merit of the finished product). Singer-songwriters in folk-adjacent genres such as Joni Mitchell, Sufjan Stevens, and Don McLean come closest to actual poetry IMHO.
Yeah, the 1st, 2nd, and 4th, lines are very clunky and sound horrible read aloud with oddly placed syllables. The "view" and "choose" rhyme is horrible (the 3rd line's first rhyme is barely a rhyme at all). The line breaks are just as bad with poor examples of enjambment.
Hmm, I’m not convinced. That’s just the comment in the guise of poetry. There are a bunch of dangling implications in this “poem” where a real master would weave the implications together.
I guess I’d also say it is not only doing the right thing that counts, one must also be doing it for the right reason.
AI “art” is mimicry, burdened by the inevitable mundanity of the majority of its training corpus. The avant garde remains exclusively the domain of a comparative handful of forward thinking humans, in my humble opinion.
Or said another way: AI art is kitschy, and I don’t think it can escape it.
Just for fun, I also rewrote the comment as a poem:
Perhaps my logic flounders, but I'm unconvinced
That popular opinion can be the test
Of how we should judge our culture's best.
Can we who think that poetry's a bore,
And haven't even read five score,
Place ourselves above those who adore?
I laugh at memes and share the swill.
Of course I like the muck and fill
At the bottom of the hill.
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My logic may be choppy, but I’m not yet sold, That popular sentiment should be the gold, For judging culture's worth or depth or art, When most have seen so little, played no part.
The average person, read just a hundred lines, While those who love the craft cross many signs, With pages turned, they gain a richer view, That shapes what art they’ll seek, and how they choose.
The study’s neat, but here’s what I believe: The crowd enjoys the safe, the bland, the brief— The 50% grey, inoffensive way, The formulaic poems that softly sway.
I don't read much myself, I must admit, But even I might find that AI's wit Could speak in ways that sound like common sense, But lacks the depth of art's true recompense.