AI vs. Poet

Are we milers stuck
at four minutes, two seconds?

Are we in the ring with
Emerson and Dickinson?

Are our days measured
by ways that we surpass?

It's a question these
big language machines
respectfully request answered:

if the artist is a who
how does whom
remain personhood's concern?

If poems take their measure
from relative reader pleasure
how might we regular persons
continue giving treasure?