Today I read:
I am amazed that poets will continue to write about their divorces, even though there is currently a robot taking pictures of orange ethane lakes on Titan.
– Christian Bök, about his poetry-producing microbe the Xenotext, in “The Xenotext: creating the poetry bug” [via the Outlet]
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