Seriously? I don't know how you learned that about him but, well, now I'm going to have to research Richard Brautigan and his life arc, in order to better understand what he was REALLY trying to convey with his poem, All Watched Over By Machines of Loving Grace. 🧐
@@livingitup9647 I think you did great. You conveyed the poem as it was written. Suicide happens, and as in most tragedies, there isn't much meaning to it. If you're interested, his daughter wrote a memoir. He was friends with author Jim Harrison, and actor Bill Pullman and he wrote a western that feels like a Wes Anderson film.
A lovely interpretation. Perhaps it's indicative of my own mentality, but I read this one in a more pessimistic light. As though humanity's coexistence with machines has alienated us from coexistence with other animals, and perhaps each other also.
This woman read it pretentiously. Reviewers of the poem have been divided about whether it’s a homage to technology or an ironic view of it. It's neither. It's a wish for everything to work out: for the living beings of the planet and the machines to get along. Richard has put it a tad more helplessly: a wish for machines to look after us, whereas I would have written it in the hope of us looking after each other (and of course extended that logic to speak of all nations caring for one another). It's a beautiful work, even when dissected.
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Brautigan put this poem on his kitchen table beside his suicide note before he shot himself. He was proud of it.
Seriously? I don't know how you learned that about him but, well, now I'm going to have to research Richard Brautigan and his life arc, in order to better understand what he was REALLY trying to convey with his poem, All Watched Over By Machines of Loving Grace. 🧐
@@livingitup9647 I think you did great. You conveyed the poem as it was written. Suicide happens, and as in most tragedies, there isn't much meaning to it. If you're interested, his daughter wrote a memoir. He was friends with author Jim Harrison, and actor Bill Pullman and he wrote a western that feels like a Wes Anderson film.
A lovely interpretation. Perhaps it's indicative of my own mentality, but I read this one in a more pessimistic light. As though humanity's coexistence with machines has alienated us from coexistence with other animals, and perhaps each other also.
One of my favorite poems.
I'm not a fan of rule by algorithm so it's not my favourite.
We just don't have the right algo's in place. Goon Over GAN i think.. @@johanisnotagamer
Very cool!
Any more infusion and she would be changing the words.
This is the most obnoxious and pretentious presentation of this poem I've heard.
Thank you. I'm not the only one!
What a sinister poem
This woman read it pretentiously. Reviewers of the poem have been divided about whether it’s a homage to technology or an ironic view of it. It's neither. It's a wish for everything to work out: for the living beings of the planet and the machines to get along. Richard has put it a tad more helplessly: a wish for machines to look after us, whereas I would have written it in the hope of us looking after each other (and of course extended that logic to speak of all nations caring for one another). It's a beautiful work, even when dissected.