Portuguese scientists have learned how to measure the level of sarcasm on social networks, Google experts have developed a semblance of intuition in mechanical systems, Microsoft turns voice into written speech. And the Yandex employees created the robot Zinaida, which writes poetry. The name of the neural network is Zinaida Falls, and at the request of RBC magazine, she wrote several poems based on famous poets.
It is difficult to imagine a future without artificial intelligence, deep machine learning technologies and “smart” neural networks, and they are getting better every year. Since 2016, Yandex has been using neural networks to improve the ranking of search results. And the international division of Yandex Data Factory, analyzing data arrays using image and speech recognition technologies, natural language processing and deep neural networks, solves business problems - from reducing costs to increasing sales.
Last year, Alexei Tikhonov, a leading analyst at Yandex, taught the neural network to write poetry. This is how a robot appeared, which was named Zinaida Falls. In June, another company analyst, Ivan Yamshchikov, joined Tikhonov, and together they released the album Neural Defense - it consists of ten songs based on poems written by Falls in the style of the founder of the Civil Defense group Yegor Letov. The neuropoet also wrote poetry for the first issue of the magazine of the Polytechnic Museum.
Especially for the issue of the RBC magazine dedicated to the industries of the future, we asked Zinaida Falls to write a text about neural networks, that is, about herself. Yandex explained that it will take several years to complete such a task: it will take so much to train the algorithm with the involvement of the expertise of linguists. The neural network is still able to work with images, but not with plots. “A poetic image can be reproduced by direct copying, plus you can rely on the mind of the reader, who will complete it himself. And the creation of a certain strict systematized classification of subjects for learning a machine is already the next direction that goes beyond computer science and is more connected with philology and narratology, explains Yamshchikov. Sometimes a neuropoet can combine words that a living person would never use, make mistakes with syntax or even conjugation,but it's a matter of time, the developers say.
The task for Zinaida was slightly simplified: the neural network had to write a text with the words "future", "will be" and "time", but not in prose, but in verse. The robot was shown all the poetry in Russian, which is known to Yandex, or about 130 MB of text (the complete works of William Shakespeare - about 5 MB). Falls "read" each of the poems about ten times. As a result, we received five poems-imitations of Vladimir Mayakovsky, Anna Akhmatova, Velimir Khlebnikov, Boris Pasternak and Samuil Marshak. The robot wrote poems for several hours. We have kept the author's titles of poems, spelling and punctuation.
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just
something
in future
and power
from that person
is everything in the world or not
it's blood around
deal
grows fat
glory at
land
with a crackling beak
This will last tomorrow
this will last tomorrow
in the dark gloom of the garden
where the chariot dances
reward from god's joy
we realized that time is by hand
I will not master, I will not go out, I will not get up
not loving even a single line
who will not marry any of us
who are you those days and those nights
yes weak thoughts and sighs about them
my city is beautiful and boring
while the first groom was
Day over the city
day over the city
flies in the sky
in white lilac
in the grove at dawn
he sees moon spots
black eyes
in stone cages
So soon it will be
it will be so soon and too late
about your voices in a dream
in a quiet house in the hall above the abyss
just remember me
you and I only know about a miracle
about the time with drinking
and every century will
moon over evening neva
and I will say, but tomorrow everything will be over again
that they will become smarter again
there was a day like seven years without a scandal
and minutes before the end of days
a man sleeps like a flower
I was looking for my interest
I was looking for my interest
take them to a restaurant
and the last tap snores
to work or to the forest
this night was in a bottle and on the porch bench
like at the very end
i love your walks
what did you bring me, looking at the slope
about your fate about grief
like shots of tears
I can `t talk
how much in the future
there over the yellow cemetery
may be
Author: Anna Levinskaya