A Poetry Cloud Manifold by Lost Poets
Which, if you’re wondering, is exactly what it sounds like and also nothing like it sounds like—because no one, including us, actually knows what a Poetry Cloud Manifold device is yet. We are, as they say in Silicon Valley and ancient scripture, “still fabricating the future.” Meaning: we’re half-coding, half-hallucinating, trying to engineer something that behaves like inspiration but runs on electricity and collective longing.
Projected launch date: 2026, assuming time doesn’t collapse again, or the poets don't unionize, or the AIs don't stop developing opinions about rhyme schemes that threaten consensus reality (all of which, statistically speaking, are equally probable).
Which, if you’re wondering, is exactly what it sounds like and also nothing like it sounds like—because no one, including us, actually knows what a Poetry Cloud Manifold device is yet. We are, as they say in Silicon Valley and ancient scripture, “still fabricating the future.” Meaning: we’re half-coding, half-hallucinating, trying to engineer something that behaves like inspiration but runs on electricity and collective longing.
Projected launch date: 2026, assuming time doesn’t collapse again, or the poets don't unionize, or the AIs don't stop developing opinions about rhyme schemes that threaten consensus reality (all of which, statistically speaking, are equally probable).
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"When we're driving
on the moon,
you'll know
we've made it
to the future,"
said Gertrude to Ginsberg.
on the moon,
you'll know
we've made it
to the future,"
said Gertrude to Ginsberg.
