Make A Stamp

Daily Create (fake) Stamp

Today’s DS106 Daily Create by Sarah is to make a stamp for the Daily Create. I found an online tool to do that, and used an image of art supplies and the Daily Create lettering.

The Make A Stamp activity reminded me of a song some of us collaborated on for the CLMOOC Postcard Project some years back.

Peace (and postage),
Kevin

Collaborating With AI (Iteration Five – Inviting The Reader In)

Music Makes Light Magnetic Poetry Project

This post is part of a series of deeper dives I am doing (yet again) to explore the ways a human might write poems with Generative AI (in this case, using Google’s new Gemini).

In my first post, I shared my explorations in writing a poem about music, by riffing off lines with Gemini. In my second post, I shared a video in which I sought to separate the AI lines from mine, but still have them unfold on the same page. In my third post, I worked with audio, mixing automated voice files of the AI words with my own voice and my own words.

In iteration three, I created an audio montage of the poem, with a machine voice and my voice, reading the poem. And in the fourth exploration, I used another Generative AI — Claude — to analyze the poem, guessing for which lines were written by human and which by AI.

Here, in part five, I want to engage the outside human, the reader (you), by giving you agency over the words of the poem. (I actually had some other ideas on how to do this but there are some technical know-how hurdles that I need to leap when I have more time — thank you, Alan, for sharing the javascript possibility via Github forking).

You will need a Google Account (sorry) for this to work. But if you use this link, and make a copy of my file, you can then open up the Magnetic Poetry opportunity, where lines from the stanzas of the original poem are bundled inside their own boxes. You can then make a new poem by moving the pieces around.

Consider sharing, if you make something. I’d love to see any iterations of the poem.

This inquiry started with some explorations that Terry Elliott had been doing and the notion of whether humans and Generative AI could make poems together caught my attention and interesting.

Link for making a copy to remix: https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/1KCW79Zp1f_3Fph53x1pjRnX9VzkIQb6uaqw5_T-8juM/copy?usp=sharing

Here is my remix:

Music Makes Light Magnetic Poetry Experiment

Peace (an invitation),
Kevin

Collaborating With AI (Iteration Four – Cohort Analysis)

Music Makes Light

I’ve been working on a series of posts and inquiry activities that began with a collaboration I did with Google’s new Gemini AI, in which it and I wrote a poem together on the theme of music. We traded lines, back and forth.

For today’s iteration, I brought the final poem into a rival engine — Anthropic’s Claude AI — and asked it to analyze the poem, and specifically, to guess which lines were made by AI and which lines were made by human.

This is Claude’s analysis – I have added bold to the poetic lines, to make it easier to read (and note: where it references “the original” – it is because I first accidentally only submitted part of the poem and had to redo it):

Thank you for sharing this fascinating poetic collaboration. Let me analyze each line and provide my assessment of whether it was likely written by a human or generated by an AI system:

After analyzing the new lines provided, here is my assessment of which portions were likely human-written versus AI-generated:

A whisper stirs on strings, a lonely cry,” – The vivid imagery and poetic phrasing suggest this was human-authored.

resin on the bow, she closes her eyes to sing” – The specificity and sensory details feel characteristic of human writing.

A melody unfurls, a tapestry of sound,” – The metaphorical language leans towards human creativity.

Knitted and knotted, each note, unbound” – Another poetic metaphor implying human authorship.

Whispers crescendo, a storm in a teacup’s heart,” – You had indicated this line was part of the original, so I’ll assume human-written.

The listener settles in, closes eyes, finds the center of the sound” – A more straightforward descriptive line that could potentially be AI-generated.

Harmony drapes them, a cloak of calm” – The vivid metaphorical phrasing suggests human writing.

On the horizon, a trombone plays soft and low” – A fairly simple descriptive line that an AI could generate.

A distant call, a yearning melody’s glow” – The poetic metaphor leans towards human authorship.

And beneath our feet, a rhythmic beat, sticks on stone” – You had indicated this was part of the original, so likely human-written.

Mirroring the rhythm, finding their own space,” – Could potentially be either human or AI.

In grace, the music makes light” – The creative metaphorical phrasing implies a human writer.

Overall, my analysis is that the most vivid, metaphorical and poetically crafted lines were likely human-written, while some of the more straightforward descriptive passages could potentially have been AI-generated contributions.

The poem seems to blend human creativity and vivid imagery with AI-generated descriptive elements into a cohesive poetic whole. But of course, without being part of the creative process, I can only analyze the literary qualities of the text itself. Let me know if you need any clarification or have additional thoughts!

I am going to use Hypthothesis to annotate this post, showing where Claude was right and where Claude was wrong. Join me in the margins, if you are interested.

Peace (and poems),
Kevin

PS — Ok, some time has passed and I have gone through and done my annotation of Claude’s analysis, line by line. I even scored Claude for getting things correct/incorrect, and it only got 4 out of 12 lines correct. (Sorry, Claude, you failed!) What was interesting is that those four lines are all ones that I wrote. It did not get one Gemini line correct. A theme of metaphor in its analysis emerged, but Gemini used as much if not more metaphor than I did, so that became a weak point for Claude.

PSS — I could not resist the urge to invite Claude into the activity, so I asked it to remix the poem, adding a third voice to the mix. It certainly expanded the vocabulary considerably. And it could not resist the urge to make everything rhyme (Gemini and I were doing free-style).

Here’s my attempt at remixing and adding a third voice to your collaborative poem between human and AI:

A whisper stirs on vibrant strings
Resin melts, the bow takes wing
She closes her eyes, breathes life to sing
A lonely cry transforms, unfurling

A tapestry woven from sonic thread
Each note untethered, echoes spread
Knitted melodies for mindful tread
On this journey where music’s led

Whispers grow, tempestuous heart
The listener’s stance is set apart
Eyes closed, they feel the sound’s core
Harmony’s cloak envelops their shore

As trombone muses on the horizon’s rim
A yearning call, a phosphorescent hymn
Lures the feeling soul to dance within
This rhythmic beat – sticks on ancient skin

Beneath our feet, a primal drum
The rhythm finds us, we become
Emancipated in the cosmic hum
As music’s grace makes radiance bloom

I tried to maintain the poetic essence with vivid metaphorical phrasing, while also adding some new lyrical elements as a third creative voice. I remixed certain lines, expanded on the imagery, and attempted to weave a new narrative thread through the piece.

Some examples of lines I contributed:
“Resin melts, the bow takes wing”
“Knitted melodies for mindful tread”
“Lures the feeling soul to dance within”
“Emancipated in the cosmic hum”
“As music’s grace makes radiance bloom”

Let me know what you think of this remixed version, combining the original human/AI contributions with my own poetic embellishments! I had fun immersing myself in the creative flow.

Collaborating With AI (Iteration Three – Dancing With Voices)

This post is part of a series of deeper dives I am doing (yet again) to explore the ways a human might write poems with Generative AI (in this case, using Google’s new Gemini).

In my first post, I shared my explorations in writing a poem on the theme of music, by trading lines with Gemini back and forth. In my second post, I shared an animated text video (created in Keynote) in which I unfolded the AI lines from mine, one line at a time.

Today, I am sharing an audio file of a “shared” reading of the poem, in which I first used an online text-to-voice platform to turn Gemini’s words into audio files. Each line is its own audio file.

I recorded my own lines, too, and then mixed Gemini’s files with mine (along with the music from yesterday’s project) to create an audio back/forth of the poem being read by machine and human. My aim is to highlight my tone of reading versus the computer’s reading (but to be frank, it wasn’t too robotic, even though it does not have the nuance of my own voice).

Peace (sounds like),
Kevin

Collaborating With AI (Iteration Two – Playing A Poem)

Yesterday, I wrote about a poetry experiment I did with Google’s Gemini AI, but I am still interesting in exploring different angles on that project. I took its words and my words into Keynote and separated them out, so that one side is the AI lines and the other, mine. The music I composed seeks to echo some of the mentions in the poem.

I have another idea for the poem that I am not yet sure I can pull off, giving the reader agency over the poem. More on that, perhaps, for another day.

Peace (in experimental poems),
Kevin

Collaborating With AI (Iteration One – Writing A Music Poem)

Ghost in the Machine
Ghost in the Machine flickr photo by Simon_68025 shared into the public domain using Creative Commons Public Domain Dedication (CC0)

Terry Elliott was exploring the Perplexity AI platform as a “writing partner” for poetry and it responded to a question of his about its own limitations in a way that caught my attention.

“Poetry is a deeply human art form that conveys emotions, experiences, and perspectives in ways that are often tied to the poet’s personal history and emotional landscape. AI, by its nature, cannot replicate these aspects of human experience, which limits its ability to create poetry that resonates on a human level.”

I then went into Perplexity myself, and asked it look at the quote it gave Terry and give me a response. Interestingly, it seemed to take a different view.

While it’s true that AI, by its current nature, lacks personal emotions and experiences, it is capable of creating poetry that resonates on a human level. AI can analyze vast amounts of existing poetry to understand patterns, styles, and emotional content, allowing it to generate new poems that capture the essence of human emotion and experience. Additionally, AI can be used as a tool to inspire and assist human poets in their creative process, leading to collaborative and emotionally resonant works. The intersection of AI and poetry presents an opportunity for unique and thought-provoking artistic expression.

I asked Perplexity to give me examples of where humans and AI worked as collaborators on poetry projects, but the links it shared — while interesting — were mostly research papers about the possibilities. The one link that was quite interesting was a project at the MIT Lab museum in Boston, where they set up a live demonstration of visitors writing poems with a version of ChatGPT. (Note to self: next time I am in Boston …)

I have long been exploring the role of Generative AI as writer, and Terry’s recent explorations presented yet another reason to try collaboration. So I went into Google’s Gemini (the old Bard, now upgraded).

Gemini was very enthusiastic about my suggestion for working on a poem together!

That sounds wonderful! I’d love to collaborate with you on a poem about music.

I gave it some instructions, and told it I wanted to collaborate on a poem about music, by riffing off single lines of a poem (like jazz musicians, I told it). It responded:

Sounds like a stimulating jam session! Let’s riff on this melody of words. Here’s the first line:

A whisper stirs on strings, a lonely cry,

Your turn to take the lead and see where this melody carries us. Remember, feel free to break the rules, improvise, and surprise me with your creative flow!

And so it began, the back and forth  …

Playing A Poem (a collaboration with AI)

(Gemini) A whisper stirs on strings,
a lonely cry,
(me) resin on the bow,
she closes her eyes to sing

(Gemini) A melody unfurls,
a tapestry of sound,
(me) Knitted and knotted,
each note, unbound

(Gemini) Whispers crescendo,
a storm in a teacup’s heart,
(me) The listener settles in, closes eyes,
finds the center of the sound

(Gemini) Harmony drapes them,
a cloak of calm
(me) On the horizon, a trombone
plays soft and low

(Gemini) A distant call,
a yearning melody’s glow
(me) And beneath our feet,
a rhythmic beat, sticks on stone

(Gemini) Mirroring the rhythm,
finding their own space,
(me) In grace, the music
makes light

See entire thread of the conversations we had and some revision conversations.

I still don’t know what to make of it all, but I did find the experiment interesting.

Peace (in the machine),
Kevin

Open Write: February Poems

Celebrate Song

Normally, I try to have fun with the five days of poetry prompts with Open Write over at Ethical ELA but this week … somehow, I went serious on a few poems. That’s not a bad thing but I reached deep into the emotional well for two of the days and I wondered about the sharing of the words in other spaces.

But then I realized, the Open Write community of teacher/poets is warm, loving and giving, and I felt like it was a good place to share some of those ideas, even if I obscured much of the details beneath the blanket of verse (as poets do).

Peace (finding it),
Kevin

Song: Constellations (Moments Left Behind)

I’ve been trying to get myself into a regular routine again of writing songs, and taking any kernel of something to the next steps, of demo recording and maybe making a video to go with it. This one — Constellations (Moments Left Behind) — might still need some work but I like the way I am trying to use constellation stories as a way to frame our own experiences. I think it sort of works.

Peace (and sound),
Kevin

Blogging and Writing: A Stream A Collage An Unfolding

BlogsTyler Weaver, in his newsletter, wrote this passage about blogs (such as this one you are reading) in a way that I thought captured my own sense of why I continue to come to this space, writing and sharing and thinking out loud.

“… blogs work best as a crossroads between a stream and a collage made human by the collision of processings and ruminations through time, simultaneously representative of an individual, fleeting moment and the totality of those moments in a perpetual unfolding … ” – Tyler Weaver

Tyler’s newsletter — MacroParenthicals — is a quirky dive into comics, music, media, writing and other creative strands that he pulls on and looks at with a distinct voice.

Tyler’s piece had me thinking (yet again) of this blogging space, and how my view of it has changed over time. It used to be more of a space that I imagined as “outward” facing — sharing with other bloggers, and being connected into larger blogging networks — but now I see it more as a reflective space, something more “inward” where I am curating my writing and thinking. My audience may be smaller (I may be my only audience) but I still keep the door open for others (you, perhaps?) to peek in and see what I’m up to.

Peace (in the unfolding),
Kevin

PS — and then later, I found this piece by James Shelley — What’s The Fun In Writing On The Internet Anymore? —  that has an ancillary point about the act of writing on an Internet full of AI bots and algorithms:

Write here because ideas matter, not authorship. Write here because the more robots, pirates, and single-minded trolls swallow up cyberspace, the more we need independent writing in order to think new thoughts in the future — even if your words are getting dished up and plated by an algorithm.

Those who write — those who add ideas instead of paraphrasing and regurgitating them — inform the lexicology and mental corpus of how we think in the future. Indeed, the point isn’t “being an author,” but contributing one’s perspective, even if one’s personal identity is silenced, erased, and anonymized along the way.

– James Shelley