Thanks so much! I will consider a new career path in x-risk poetry :)
Good point. I didn’t use LLMs to write this, in fact I was camping with no internet.
I agree that LLMs are getting very good at this. I might feel sad to see them produce a better poem on Chapter 4, but this seems to be the direction we are headed. I will have a discussion with the AIs and see if we can write a better poem together.
Lauriander
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I have spoken to Claude, and I gave them the relevant sections (Nuclear Weapons and Climate Change) of this summary of the Precipice. Claude has produced the following poem:
Three a.m. sirens blare, missiles incoming,
Mere minutes until worlds end for millions.
False alarm — but thirty-two close calls in counting,
Our luck nearly expired so many times then.
Carbon dioxide blankets the earth
Once crucial for life, now disruptive change.
Four hundred twelve parts per million and rising
Warming accelerates, fuels feedback loops strange.
Uncertainty prevails despite best detections
Nine degrees? Twelve? Impacts we can’t predict.
Coastlines submerged, searing summers stretching
Mass extinctions that experts can’t contradict.
And while we’ll likely limp on short of annihilation,
What shared trials await this civilization?
Cautionary tales demand consideration —
Action must match the stakes of our situation.
I don’t quite understand the spacing, but I am impressed with Claude, as usual.