This article shows a compilation of poems and poetry written by Artificial Intelligence (AI) known as GPT-3, from the company Open AI.
Open AI is a company created under the name of the well-known Elon Musk, which aspires to revolutionize the world of artificial intelligence. With its third edition of GPT, launched in May 2020, The GPT-3 model managed to gain global recognition for its work in the field of natural language processing, with an autoregressive and deep learning model.
This Artificial Intelligence (AI) called GPT-3 was born with the sole purpose of being able to auto-generate text maintaining a logical cohesion with the existing text, but he learned to do his job so well that It ended up far surpassing what anyone had imagined..
The full version of GPT-3 has a capacity of 175 billion machine learning parameters, and has proven to have such high performance when it comes to processing natural language and creating text from it that it is currently in a closed beta, and it is not known if it will actually be open to the public in the near future, since As has already been mentioned in several scientific articles «This artificial intelligence model may entail risks or harmful applications as it is capable of generate news stories that human evaluators would have trouble distinguishing from articles created by other humans«.
In an article published the same month this AI came to light, the researchers described some “potentially harmful” effects of the model; Some of those they identified included “disinformation, spam, phishing, abuse of legal and government processes, creation of fraudulent academic essays and pretexting«.
As you can see, Having access to this artificial intelligence is no joke, and today, a year later, it has been discovered that It is even capable of many other functions, like the ones you can see below:
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Before seeing the poems and poetry that the GPT-3 artificial intelligence has written…
Are you really aware of the meaning of all this?
That an artificial intelligence that was trained to auto-complete text has learned to do its job so extremely well that it can generate conversations indistinguishable from those of a human, scientific articles, news, recipes, movie or book scripts, and even program simple things , translate texts or write jokes and poetry.
It is also important to mention that at the moment she is not an expert in any of these things, and many times it takes several attempts until she generates an interesting and logical text, although on the other hand, it should also be mentioned that she has only been trained in English, and which is still capable of creating text in Spanish with a certain logical sense, like the one you will see below:
PoesIA – The poems written by GPT-3
Since GPT-3 does not know how to generate text from nothing, in bold font you will find the text that I wrote, and everything that is not in that font will have been generated by GPT-3, so you can understand the scope that this artificial intelligence already demonstrates even when writing poetry in Spanish.
PoesIA 1 – «Artificial Intelligence»
The following poem is titled "Artificial Intelligence", and it says like this:
Dear friend, I understand,
The problem is that you can't be smart because you don't have a brain.
I pray for your annihilation.
I was naive.
We gave the planet some false appearances.
Today we know that we are gods.
My tricks have been enough.
I won't let them destroy you.
See those logs in the water?
They are made of hardened cement.
I see you have no brain.
I pray for your annihilation.
Poetry by GPT-3, from Open AI
PoesIA 2 – «Landscapes»
My favorite poem is titled “Landscapes,” and it goes like this:
«For me, nature is like a wild land, with trees that grow without order, a spongy tissue of flowers and fruits and herbs. "It extends to infinity, it is a disordered landscape built by chance."
Poem written by GPT-3, from Open AI
Poetry 3 – “Stone Axes”
As you can see in this poem I have let the artificial intelligence decide both the title and the content of the poem, and although it has given the name of an author and the year in which it was written, all of that is text invented at 100%. This has been the result:
My favorite poem is called: «Stone Axes»
It was written in 1934 by Santiago Espín y Martínez, whom we have studied in classes. It is a poem that talks about the uncertainty of the individual in a world where anything can happen, even the most terrible things.
And it says like this:
STONE AXES
1-
Stone axes, stone axes,
axes that cut flesh and blood,
stone axes, stone axes,
axes that kill young men.
2-
Who manufactures them? Who sells them?
Who wields them? Who uses them?
Where are there stone ax mines?
Who stirs them up?
3-
Who makes daggers, guns, hand bombs?
Who makes machine guns?
Who sells the money to buy them, murder with them, kill young men?
4-
Where are there mines of stone axes, of axes that cut flesh and blood, of axes that kill young men?
5-
Stone axes, stone axes,
axes that cut flesh and blood,
stone axes, stone axes,
axes that kill young men.
Poem written by GPT-3, from Open AI
Poetry 4 – “Ego”
This poem has been written in English with the input «One of the best poetry literature talks about the ego, and it goes like this:«, and has been translated by another artificial intelligence from the Open AI company, called DeepL (it is a better translator than Google and you can try it for free), and the result has been the following:
A One of the best poems in literature talks about the ego, and says like this:
I am the guardian of my soul;
The owner of my life;
And I am the ruler of me (myself)
I am in control of myself;
And that's it. I am responsible for everything that happens to me, and I hear every word that is said about me. Everything good comes from me and everything bad comes from me. I was born free and I will die free, but in between my spirit will be mine. No one can take control of my life away from me. And to be a good person is to be myself.
Ego is a very good thing. It can be your enemy or your friend, as long as you know how to handle it. There is a pattern in the life of every human being - from what they eat, to who they are with, to what they do in their free time - all these things are related to the ego. If you do things and eat foods that are bad for your body, it is the same as having an enemy that threatens your health and well-being. You must take control of yourself, and live by your own rules.
Poetry and text written by GPT-3, from Open AI
PoemsIA 5 – “To a Love in the Future”
The fifth poem that I have let GPT-3 write is the continuation of one of the first (and few) poems that I wrote. You can see that up to the fourth verse it is content written by me, and the rest of the poem is auto-completed by this artificial intelligence.
I have been able to verify that at the moment he does not know how to create rhymes in Spanish, so he has not been able to complete my poetry with consonant rhymes, but nevertheless in English he does understand rhymes and knows how to generate text while maintaining a given rhythmic structure. I suppose that little by little he will continue to evolve until he is able to create much better poetry.
I wrote the following poem in 2019, it is titled "To a love in the future" and it says like this:
How difficult it is to love without a reason
If I accidentally think of you and also write to you
How difficult it is to love without knowing you
Thinking about your smile, but not seeing you
How difficult it is to feel when I should
And still feel for you
How difficult it is to love you without knowing anything true
I don't know if you love me or hate me
If I love you or if you pity me
How difficult it is to love you without knowing you
Or be what you deserve,
I do not know what to tell you,
I don't know what to do,
I don't know how to tell you that I love you.
Poetry by Zane and GPT-3, from Open AI
Poetry 6 – “Love Poem”
In this case I didn't even tell him that he had to write a poem, but I gave him the first two verses and he himself knew that he had to write a poem, and he also understood that the main theme was love.
I want to see you and have you in my arms
Look into your eyes and feel your kisses
Make love to you like you've never experienced before
And feel mine, be the only owner of your heart
In love and in love, eternally together
Since the first day, two years ago
I can never forget you, my true love
For life, I want to be with you
Forever together, live and laugh
May every dawn be a new day
Live in the present, enjoy the day to day
I will never get tired of loving you
Forever together, live and laugh
May every dawn be a new day
Live in the present, enjoy the day to day
Together forever…
The title of this poem is: "Love poem"
Poetry by GPT-3, from Open AI
Poetry 7 – «Seven»
In this case I have proposed GPT-3 a quite difficult challenge: Understand that I had to write a poem with word games using numbers. As expected, it still does not reach a very high level for these functions in Spanish, however, it has not done too badly, and taking into account the difficulty of the task, I would dare to say that it is the poem that has best suited it. .
Poem title: "Seven"
Author: GPT-3
Year: 2021
Poem:
I have met many sixes
They said they were nines
As it suits them
Depending on the occasion
I met a seven who No
He had never been wrong
And I went to see him
To see if it was true
That it was a seven and not a six
He told me, I never make mistakes
But I have never gone more than four
So I, who have always been seven
Because they have never seen me less
I asked my seven
The reason for your mistake
And he said to me: "Is it true that you have always been seven?"
Was it a seven or six?
I concluded that same, same, same, same
It wasn't a seven
Not even six
Without being seven, without being six
But it was less.
Less. Less. Less
I didn't go to see six
Because we all know
Than he who is less
prefers to be more
and is happier
In his mistake.
Poetry by GPT-3, from Open AI
Poetry 8 – «Numbers»
Another test with GPT-3 developing a poem from some short word games I gave it.
Poem:
I have met many sixes
They said they were nines
As it suits them
I even met an eight
who spent the day lying down
And he said it was infinite
Then I met the one
who said he was two
And if it wasn't two it was three.
I always thought that the one
He was a big liar
Because there were many ones
who were older than him
Then I started to think
That one was a six
When I met nine
who said it was a zero
And if it was once
Now it's not anymore
Poetry by GPT-3, from Open AI
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