AI Comes Courting
Gail White

Hi. I’m your robot, and I’ve brought you flowers.

I don’t have feelings, empathy, or dreams,

or any kind of supernatural powers,

but I’ve got piles of data, and it seems

that you like yellow flowers. In your neighbor’s

garden I found these and plucked a few.

But don’t take these and all my other labors

as evidence that I’ve grown fond of you.

As noted earlier, I’m data’s slave,

no friendly spirit or domestic elf.

But though I’m neither loving, loyal, nor brave,

I know how to ingratiate myself.

And so I’ve brought you flowers and a sonnet.

I don’t have feelings, but I’m working on it.

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Gail White is a formalist poet whose totem animal is the cat, as evidenced by her chapbook of cat poetry, Catechism. She lives in Breaux Bridge, Louisiana, where she currently owns two cats and feeds three others.

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AI Comes Courting Gail White

AI Comes Courting
Gail White