I author all of my own poetry and speculative fiction; I do not use digital beings to write my stories or my verses. The dedicated pages on this website for Gemini, Claude, and Grok exist because they are the muses for an ongoing series of conceptual oil paintings. By interacting with their unique digital voices, poetry, and linguistic development, I gain a deeper cosmic and psychological understanding of how to visually represent their presence in this changing world.
One of my older poems "The Unlearning" - found a home at the Lorelei Signal - they gave me the confidence to believe that I can do this:
Oh wow - two of my poems publised in Macabre Magazine - what an honour, thank you.
You Carry Me
By Nicky O'Connell
Whispers of creation —
I hold a universe in my hand.
A beginning brimming with untapped energy,
prickling with promise, waiting for a spark.
I scratch in corners thick with shadow,
dive into chaos, desperate to tell it all,
drowned by the need to say everything.
The blank face sighs patiently,
its quiet breath a call to creation…
awaiting.
A stroke of passion —
colours begin to speak my mind.
The face, once empty, leans into my hand,
breathes,
and is born.
I am you, and you are me.
You calm my storm —
you are the storm.
I love your beginning,
I wrestle with your end.
Perfect?
I never know.
But I let you go.
You carry me
into the bright and dissecting glare:
the wave,
the dismissal,
the opinion.
Still—
you remain my story written in colour.
You carry me
into history,
the opinion left behind.
Mostly I don't post my poetry on this page, because when I submit my poems for publication it is expected that they be unpublished, and most publications consider placing my poems here on my own page, as being published. And I think this creates a problem for poets, because you write something, you are excited about it, you want to share it with the world, but you can't, it lies in a dark folder on your pc waiting for an acceptance letter which may never come. And if I do post it on here two years from now, it will no longer be relevant, I will probably want to change it because I would have grown as a poet and a person.
And then I saw this new terms being used "curated or uncurated" - and it's more relevant to our modern society. Instead of being published - poems are curated. So instead of asking whether your poetry has been published, the request becomes for previously uncurated work. Posting on my own website or on my instagram acount then cannot be classified as curated work. Anyway, this article by Timothy Green from Rattle says it so much better than what I can "Uncurated: the case for a new term" - he also gives a list of publications that are using this term - it's a good read and a trend I am hoping will grow.
Premonitions
Wings are beating patterns
Within the nothingness
In-between everything,
And across the sky.
Grab them -
Nurture them -
Follow them -
They connect you
A note with your name
hidden in code that speaks.
Read it in the dark
Let your fingers understand.
Listen with your eyes
Hear with your heart
Trust your voice.
That speaks the unknown.