Lobster Sonnet (Poem by Clara B. Jones)

Lobster Sonnet*

1a. You are a poet who likes Lobster Thermidor.

1b. There are two types of people: gourmands and cat-lovers, but, thanks to Shemika, it's hard to trust chefs.

2. Stand up for your rights since your father is cruel and your mother has an I.Q. of 75.

3a. Wilderness maps could slow global warming: https://www.wilderness.net/nwps/maps

3b. Furthermore, negroes pair caviar and eel.

4. You were a revolutionary in Chad, but now you are living the American dream.

5a. What is the difference between human and Afrobot?

5b. Afrobots are simulacra.

5c. Is Poetry a simulacrum of life?

6. Michelle left Barak and ran off with a Cyborg.

7a. Mexicans like tacos but would rather eat herring.

7b. Yes, but you are a negro who never eats okra.

8a. Women smoke menthols and spray mint perfume.

8b. On the other hand, they want tech jobs.

9a. Shemika traded a litre of Merlot for a bag of chips.

9b. Her cat was hungry.

10a. Shemika is a vegan.

10b. Everything in moderation.

10c. ...split peas, onion, natural flavors, starch, potato, carrot, yeast extracts, sea salt, garlic, parsley, lemon peel, spices, citric acid [made in a facility that uses peanuts and other food allergens]...

11a. Are you obsessive-compulsive?

11b. No. My life is chaotic. “Chance favors the prepared mind,”¹ but mine is in disarray.

12. Negroes pair eel and Merlot.

13a. I have a degree in cybersecurity but would rather earn a living as a line cook.

13b. What is holding you back?

13c. I'm allergic to the smell of olive oil, and my mother texts me constantly.

13d. Cybersecurity pays well, and you could move to Boston.

13e. I am sensitive to cold air and am not Catholic.

13f. You are a negro and might like Atlanta.

13g. I am looking for a different demographic.

13h. You should consider Miami.

13i. Gay men are moving to Osaka.

14. C'est ca.

*Published August 2018 in Otoliths (AU)

Information Sonnet (Poem by Clara B. Jones)

Information Sonnet*

for Claude E. Shannon

1. p log p= 0

2. "If you can control information you can control people."

3. “*$$< ;<:^=]-{-#* <$^{ #$] _\{] 5-=5\!;]^ -#&$=@;]-$#, -] %^#^]=;]^{ ](^ %\3!-5 @-#< 6-](

<^{-=^{ ;#< 3^!-^&{.”**

4. You are dissatisfied with objective reality but are not opposed to the status quo.

5. Identity is heterogeneous and complex.

6. Entomologists catch red flies for the museum in Chad where scientists study fossils fixed in amber—xanthous as toxic foam.

7. I(X; Y)= H(X) – H(X|Y)

8. Her bruise is the color of the space between your toe and your red sock.

9. "Information is only useful when it can be understood."

10. Everything depends on red socks.

11. If you were an Afrobot I couldn't take you home.

12. Transmitter--(x)--> (noisy) Channel--(y)--> Receiver

13. It is easier to turn genes on than to turn genes off.

14. W= K log m

*First published in the online journal, Otoliths [AU], 2018

**“Good advertising does not just circulate information, it penetrates the public mind with desires and beliefs.”

The Sand Pit (Grid Poem by Clara B. Jones)

The Sand Pit

for Mary Thomas

She bought a pseudroid at auction in Ithaca while Z4F1 waited in the wings.	Neuromorphic Emulation is bound to change the way we think about fashion.	A network is like an ecosystem because it can collapse.
Post-gender bots are selling like hot cakes.	Botness is the new Pinot Noir.	Peter Scholze described “perfectoid spaces” to a group of replicants.
Joe said “machine envy” is the next big thing.	Fembots live in yellow houses while electric cars are sold in Utah.	There is nothing more durable than Technographic Art.
By 2040, the Post-Human will dominate Psychology.	Science is over-rated since all truth is subject to the will of mathematics.	Synths are retooling Nature throughout the Free World.
New Hampshire is the Ubergraph for all red states.	Brooktondale is the most quiet town within twelve miles of Cayuga.	Post-Racial music is Kanye's new craze.

2.

Fundamentally, you want to change your view of Fondazione Prada since the art of pannini is symbolized by Settis' "Serial Classic" depicting a stolid cyborg in Greek pose in the manner of

a god about to enter a temple or a marketplace, receiving grateful sycophants, slaves to myth

and antiquity. Everything depends on cats stalking mice at dusk along the pathway to Cayuga crowded with students marching to Buffalo Street for theater and myth like synths take their place

beside humans, and devices advise the Thought Council—powerful as Helen's face. The young always bow to Beauty though the old favor gold and fame, knowing that their lives depend

on wine and boiled eggs served by servants imported from Chad on ships built in Spain after

the war, before Celant ran the gallery in Ithaca. It was foolish to think that the Thought

Council curated the show, but the Lanthanum sculpture made you obsessed with grotesque objects and furry pets.