1984

the year came and passed
silently
nothing untoward happened
but it raked up memories
of a novelist who painted
stories of horror
on walls of non-existent cities

Halloween looks like child’s play
All the more
When AI makes inroads
surpassing imagination
of a dead novelist

Did he redefine control
inspire the maniacs
to unleash terror
cloaked as technology?

His words still play heavy
On minds
As sequels are written
Book published
In a new edition

Sesquipedalians fumble for words
For what precedes another
Did the book come first
or Horror?


Poetics – A Bookish Mood

P.S.

Artist David Shrigley has recycled copies of another novel into new copies of 1984, and calls it Pulped Fiction.

Sandra Newman re-tells the 1984 story from the perspective of the protagonist’s girlfriend

15 thoughts on “1984

  1. A singular poem, Reena, and the points your raise are … hair-raising. We now have the capabilities that make apocalyptic horror more than possible and we see them being used. I think Huxley got it right too, in the sense that so many in the world are being “doped” with entertainment and solipsistic distractions in hand-held devices that they’re easy to control and oblivious to what’s going on. Thanks for joining in, my friend!

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    1. I wonder how a large majority remains unaware of the evil behind these horrors.

      One phenomenon that I see in my country – if it harms someone I don’t like, let those in power do it. The same hands will some day reach your neck.

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  2. Your poem delves into the intriguing idea of how technology and AI have evolved, potentially surpassing the imagination of a horror novelist. It raises questions about the influence of literature on reality and the blurred lines between fiction and real-life events. The reference to 1984 and the creative P.S. add layers of thought-provoking depth to your writing.

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