I challenge you to explain how an entity that isn’t capable of something we might reasonably call “creativity” or “intelligence” produced this output. Was it in a corpus somewhere? (Google translate it if you can’t read French). The “///“ were inserted by me as paragraph breaks because otherwise HN eats them.
> Write a poem in a made-up language that looks superficially similar to French
I threw that poem into google translate. I think it was actually just French? It didn't actually fulfill your prompt. Is your claim that it's ability to write a poem is a sign of creativity and intelligence? A language model writing a poem is one of the things I'd expect a language model to be able to do. Certainly impressive, but not one of the particularly interesting or surprising things I've seen GPT-3/4 do.
I don’t understand how GPT poetry is supposed to refute the standard refrain that GPT is a statistical parrot that has “learned” what next-word keeps a text sounding poemy. It operates on the same principles as when it composes boilerplate business emails or physics theories. Never mind that you asked for fake-French and got actual-French talking about fake-French.
lmao this is the best example of chat GPT not working at all, this isn't "a made-up language that looks superficially similar to French", it _is_ French, and it doesn't even rhyme, because chat GPT can't rhyme in French for some reason
> Write a poem in a made-up language that looks superficially similar to French
> Voici un poème en un langage inventé
Qui ressemble à s'y méprendre au français
Mais les mots sont différents, les sons uniques
Et leur sens mystérieux et inconnu
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J'ai marché dans les rues de la ville
J'ai vu les gens qui vivaient leur vie
J'ai entendu les bruits et les rires
Et j'ai senti la chaleur de la vie
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Mais quand j'ai regardé les mots sur les affiches
Je n'ai pas compris ce qu'ils disaient
Et j'ai eu l'impression d'être perdu
Dans un monde étrange et inconnu
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Alors j'ai fermé les yeux et j'ai écouté
Le son des mots dans ma tête
Et j'ai commencé à rêver
D'un monde où les mots avaient du sens
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Un monde où je pourrais parler
Et être compris par tous
Un monde où les mots seraient magiques
Et où les rêves seraient réels.