The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:

The poem "THE POET" presents a vivid image of a writer who is compelled to write, even beyond death. The theme of the poem is clear and the narrative is consistent, which is commendable.

However, there are areas where the poem could be improved. Firstly, the rhythm of the poem is inconsistent. Some lines have a clear rhythmic structure, while others do not. For example, the line "Tales evolve that must have life" has a different rhythm to the previous lines. This inconsistency can disrupt the flow of the poem.

Secondly, the use of cliches such as "heavens gate" and "Satan's stairs" detracts from the originality of the poem. While these phrases are easily understood, they are overused in literature and do not add anything new to the poem. Replacing these cliches with more original descriptions could enhance the poem's uniqueness and impact.

Lastly, the poem could benefit from more concrete imagery. While the poem does a good job of describing the act of writing, it lacks specific details that could make the poem more engaging. For example, instead of saying "His fingers fly across the page", the poem could describe the sound of the pen scratching against the paper, or the way the ink stains the page.

In conclusion, while the poem has a clear theme and narrative, it could be improved by establishing a consistent rhythm, avoiding cliches, and incorporating more concrete imagery.

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Hello, Alex,
This is so relatable! The passion of a poet will be eternal, and will follow him...wherever!
Thank you,
L

Of emotions through one's poetry...you have captured the essence of this with your poem. Well done!

Liked my new one for a change. Usually it has nothing positive to say.

I was stunned by the words comprised of this poem, it made me reread it. such beautiful lines... every word perfectly placed! My favorite lines, if I had to choose, are:

He's gone now, gone,
To who knows where.
Through heavens gate
To Satan's lair,
But still he pens by Saint Peter's Light
Or the Devil's Glow
From furnace bright.

*who knows what awaits...
Great work, I would not change a word!

*hugs, Cat

Hello Alex.

On this poem, I agree with Cat and don't personally have any issues with the rhythm, rhyme, or imagery. Perhaps the purist might find fault but purity of poem is overrated. I love the quote " I've learned that people who write unflinchingly from the heart have the capacity to move us, while the more polished craftsmen often fall short".

Best wishes. - Will

Well crafted thought provoking reflection on the art of poetry