I know a young lady named Miss Flow
Who works in a place known as Soho.
She dances on stage
With pretty Miss Page,
But my wife she forbids me to go!
Tag Archives: poets
The Future of the Audio Book
An interesting article on the future of audio books, https://goodereader.com/blog/audiobooks/audiobooks-ai-and-humans-where-do-they-stand.
Will AI (artificial intelligence) replace human narrators as the technology grows ever more human-like? AI is much cheaper than employing a human narrator.
The author of the article speculates that books narrated by humans may become a more expensive niche market while the majority of audio titles are narrated by artificial intelligence.
As a registered blind reader, I listen to a large number of audio books, most of which are produced by audible.co.uk (a sister company of Amazon). All of these titles are narrated by humans. In addition, I listen to books on Amazon’s Kindle using the text to speech facility which relays the contents of a book audibly to the reader.
Whilst the news or other factual material usually works well when voiced by AI or screen reading software, poetry does not, nor does fiction.
Several of my books (“The Writer’s Pen” and “My Old Clock I Wind”) are available as downloads from audible.co.uk. Both titles are voiced by human narrators and I can not imagine AI being able to put the emotion into reading which good human narrators do.
Having written the above, if one becomes engrossed in a book read by an electronic voice (for example by text to speech on a Kindle) one can sometimes become so engrossed in the plot/storyline that it is possible to forget one is listening to an artificial voice.
In conclusion, I can’t see human narrators disappearing any time soon at least where poetry and other works requiring expressiveness are concerned.
A Young Lady Who is Sometimes Sporty
A young lady who is sometimes sporty
Has a reputation for being very naughty.
When on the field
All the men yield,
But sometimes she likes to be sporty …
There Was a Young Man Named Ray
There was a young man named Ray
Who composed a fine poem each May.
For the rest of the year
He was drunk on strong beer.
For some reason Ray Soon passed away!
When a Gorgeous Young Lady of Leeds
When a gorgeous young lady of Leeds
Said, “you men all have your needs …”.
I said, “I like an adventure
But this is a shopping centre,
And its freezing today here in Leeds!”
Birch
A young lady whose name is Birch
Is a regular at a certain church.
She owns a cane
Which causes great pain.
And the vicars fond of the birch …
There Was a Young Man Named Dunn
There was a young man named Dunn
Who decided to fly to the sun.
But going off course
He encountered a horse
Who said, “that just can’t be done!”
My Poetry Featured On Vivienne Sang’s Blog
My thanks to Vivienne Sang for featuring me and my poetry on her blog. To visit the post please follow this link, https://aspholessaria.wordpress.com/2022/01/31/a-new-book-of-poetry-by-kevin-morris/
There Once Was a Most Strange Ghost
There once was a most strange ghost
Who spent all his time eating toast.
I don’t know why
As after you die
You have no need to eat toast!
The Dam
I touched the dam
So desired by man.
But soon it was gone
Broken by some other one.