Human or Machine: Can You Tell Who Wrote These Poems?
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I freakin' hate poetry. Give me prose or give me epigrams! To me, a poem is an awkward combination of prose without clarity and and epigram too bloated to be stated succinctly. I point this out, because I want to be taken seriously when I say that this machine-written poetry is bad in a way that makes me appreciate human poetry just a little bit more.
Yep, thats it. The machine-written poems make seemingly correct sentences, but fail to create a coherent sense. Its quite easy to spot. The machine-written parts use: The Pythonic Poet (http://ischoolreview.com/iSR_Grav/entries/entry-6). It works with markov-chains and support-vector machines.
then comes a small bright spark comes wandering
There's no way any human would have written a line like that, it looks the kind of error you get when you phrase a sentence one way, then rephrase it but fail to fully delete the existing words. The two occurances of "comes" stick out to any human when read aloud.
I didn't even read that far. It was obvious by here:
SONNET #2
The dirty rusty wooden dresser drawer.
A couple million people wearing drawers,
Or looking through a lonely oven door,
Flowers covered under marble floors.
This is exactly how a computer algorithm would conflate drawer with drawers. There is no obvious theme to this verse, no high level construct.Every human poem in this example has a high level theme, which is non-obvious to a computer. None of the computer ones do.
"Last night I heard lepers
flinch like birth defects
its musk was fecal in origin
as the words dribbled off of its chin
it said I'm lost
I'm lost
Now I'm lost
Dolls wreck the minced meat of pupils
cast in oblong arms length
the hooks have been picking their scabs
where wolves hide in the company of men
it said I'm lost
I'm lost"Actually, you can kind of reverse engineer the algorithm behind Sonnet #2. It seems like they first pick a bunch of related words that rhyme (drawer, door, floors, apartment, wall) and then build up the line backwards. The problem is that even though the words are related, the actual lines don't form any single cohesive image.
Because human poets never do wordplay like that?
There is no such link made in this example between the usages.
But no, it's just that all the bad poets in the original article were machines in the end.
I found a lot of the lines from The Policeman's Beard is Half-Constructed by the program Racter to connect with me on an emotional level, despite knowing that (a) it was likely heavily edited by the program creator and (b) much of it just mimicked the unusual word choices and rhythmic qualities of poetry, not the intentional conveyance of a message or theme.
By editing 200 lines into just 3 or 4, you are actually adding a lot of information. It makes the computer seem smarter than it is.
If we could create a "good poem" evaluator + editor and tack it on the end of a "random poem" creator, we could perhaps get some good results.
Consumers. The best art affects a lot of people. And they don't need to be told to like it. It "just works."
Art audiences follow multivariate statistical distributions. It's very much not just a personal reaction - it's a personal reaction shared by many other people having broadly similar reactions.
Some of it is social signalling, and some of it requires education and experience.
But valued works tend to persist in culture because they reliably create reactions in a statistically significant proportion of all possible audiences.
Truly, AI is a long way from beating the Emperor's New Clothes game.
But frankly, there are easier, more useful AI goals to target.
Honest question -- did you get the same emotional read off of the machine-poems as you did the human-poems? If not, perhaps there is something more involved in poetry than stringing words together!
Yep -- none.
Take Sonnet #6 for example. You can tell there is intelligence behind the sentences being written. Each line builds on the line before it. Compare to sonnet #5 which rambles on about nothing and uses duplicate words (then comes a small bright spark comes)...
Sonnet 1 was about a person mourning their mother who died in a car accident. It read well and made sense, so I would have been very surprised if it were written by a machine.
Sonnet 2 didn't make sense, but more than that there were very awkward constructs. Rhyming "drawer" (the furniture) with "door" and "drawers" (the undergarments) with "floors" in the same quatrain reads very poorly. "Sergeant" does not rhyme with "apartment".
Sonnet 3 was about something (a growing plant), and it reads well, so it was written by a human.
Sonnet 4 was about something (Joy, a personification of the emotion), and it read well. "Joy" being consistently capitalized throughout was a subtlety that convinced me it was written by a human.
Sonnet 5 had more awkward constructs. "Shame" and "Tame", "Inflame" and "Came" in the same stanza. "Bring" and "wandering" don't really rhyme. The last stanza is just weird -- "hear" is supposed to rhyme with "cheer", "cheers" (which is the line right before "cheer"...) is supposed to rhyme with "roars" (?), and "nights" is supposed to rhyme with "respects"? Again, it didn't really make any sense.
Sonnet 6 was similar to Sonnet 3. It's about something (a growing plant again), and it reads well again.
Generally, there's a poem (more than one even) to fit any person's taste. patio11 has quoted one before, which is meaningful to him:
I went to find the pot of gold
that's waiting where the rainbow ends
I searched and searched and searched and searched
and searched and searched, and then
there it was, deep in the grass
under an old and twisty bough
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine at last
What do I search for now?
Rudyard Kipling wrote a number of poems about pragmatism, among other things; here's a verse of Dane-geld: It is wrong to put temptation in the path of any nation
for fear they should succumb and go astray
So when you are requested to pay up or be molested
you will find it better policy to say:
We never pay anyone Dane-geld, no matter how trifling the cost
For the end of that game is oppression and shame
and the nation that plays it is lost!
Here's a verse of Rising of the Moon that appeals to the same (very popular!) basic themes as jingoism does: All along that singing river, that black mass of men was seen
High above their shining weapons flew their own beloved green
Death to every foe and traitor, whistle out the marching tune
And our army buys her freedom at the rising of the moon
All of those are high-quality poems.The problem comes in with an upper-class movement to distinguish themselves from the rubes who appreciate good poetry by removing all the things that make it good. The problem SilasX identifies is real, and you can earn a lot of acclaim today writing awful, rhythmless, rhymeless, themeless stuff and calling it poetry. Compounding the problem, this terrible high-prestige form is what you'll learn about if you decide to take a poetry class. But we shouldn't let it ruin our view of what poetry can be.
While there are classes in post-modern poetry, most poetry classes are not that.
How many poetry classes have you taken?
I did a degree in English lit. The poetry classes I took looked something like this:
- Old and Middle English Poetry (Beowulf, Chaucer, etc.)
- Elizabethan Poetry
- Paradise Lost
- The Shakespearean Sonnet
- 18th Century Classicism (Alexander Pope, etc.)
- Victorian Poetry (Tennyson, Matthew Arnold, etc.)
- 20th Century Irish Poetry (Yeats, that kind of thing)
- 20th Century American Modernism
Only in the last class was there was anything like you described, and even then it only made up a fraction of the material covered.
Here is one of the most critically acclaimed poems of the last 40 years. It's perfectly easy to understand. http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/a-martian-sends-a-post...
Did you recognise, for instance, that the first poem is the poet's recollection of cancer ravaging her mother, and of how she walked to the hospital every day to see her?
Did you understand and just not care, or did you not understand and so find nothing to care about?
Of course, I did incorrectly guess that one of the poems was written by a machine, when it was a human.
Indeed, Pentametron [0] ('With algorithms subtle and discreet/I seek iambic writings to retweet') has been up since 2012. Despite the occasional serendipitous pairing, it obviously doesn't make much sense, as didn't the obvious machine-poems in TFA.
My counterparty quickly made some bizarre grammatical errors, prompting me to guess "chatbot" and be rewarded with a screen saying "No, you fool! See, telling the difference is harder than you think!"
Telling the difference between a robot and a human pretending to be that robot is apparently viewed as a Turing test, but it isn't actually the same thing.
Similarly, there's a Turing test that's run every year with very strict rules on what you can and can't say to the other side. This defeats the idea of the test (while making the event less nonsensical, in that the rules allow for people to misidentify chatbots some of the time).
I guess my point is, your point (a) is an artifact of a certain culture that's trying to appropriate the concept of a Turing test so that they can declare they've beaten it. Point (b) is better.
Obviously, the EUT should be, or pretend to be, my intellectual peer (e.g. similar education, age, social status, country, etc). It should be a native English speaker, or at least as fluent as I am. I should be able to converse with EUT for as long as I need to (several conversations if needed, perhaps limited to a couple of weeks).
Most importantly, the human participants should be motivated to convince me they are human (e.g. they only get paid if they manage to do so).
Having the human pretend to be a chatbot is just disingenuous.
Keep in mind, the machine poems are those hand selected by humans, twice filtered -- this publication and the original publication. That means these poems have a high degree of coherency that you wouldn't otherwise see.
People are reporting 6/6 ability to distinguish. If you had a person and an algorithm each generate two (or even one) poem without any filtration from a field of poems then it would be even more obvious which was machine and which was human.
If you have no model for experience (it doesn't have to be metaphysical - something mechanical would do) you can't include that element in the output.
Except by accident - which is how Deep Dream works. The designers found a model that was good at mimicking a certain kind of experience - partly through luck, and partly through analogy.
But Deep Dream is limited to that one kind of trippy experience. It's very good at it, but a competent human artist has a much wider range. [1]
Real AI creativity needs a system that can mimic that much wider range - so you'll never be sure what kind of human experience you'll get from it.
[1] Sometimes. A surprising proportion of professional artists repeat the same theme, style, or imagery over and over. But that's sometimes because of commercial pressure - when you find a formula that sells, experimenting with a formula that might not isn't always wise.
This is art: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:IKB_191.jpg
Pretty soon anything created by Humans will be intrinsically more valuable just because it was human-created and hence somehow better than "machine-generated".
We live in interesting times...
A thousand pictures on the kitchen floor,
Talked about a hundred years or more.
If you don't know what's written in the preceding sections, this could very well be written by a human.I read upwards at that poem and looked at the ending words of the sentences. Decided that the combination "tripping" / "dripping" wasn't very poetic. -> machine.