AI Can’t Dance
AI can’t dance.
Tag: art
I Dreamed I Saw The QueenKing’s Face In Person, There Before Me
A form adorned in beauty.
A Sonnet On The Harbourside
Outside, upon the paved ‘n railing-ringed walk – sheltered – way, where Sunday patrons sit, the sun, through th’river’s auld reflection sings on th’wooden slats below the Cascade Steps.
