README.md

metadata

inference:
  parameters:
    do_sample: true
    max_length: 384
    top_p: 0.9
    repetition_penalty: 1
language:
  - en
license: mit
tags:
  - text2text generation
task:
  name: poem interpretation
  type: text2text generation
widget:
  - text: |+
      Explain: 
      The Lost Boy

      Boy it really stinks in here
      The dumpster is not the place
      To get the food you need each day
      Just to feed your face.

      A ten-year-old with a dirty face
      Crawls out with his daily meal
      What is he doing in this place
      How am I suppose to feel?

      His mother cradles a baby 
      The child's been dead three weeks
      Her mind is gone from drug abuse
      And now she hardly speaks.

      Grandma is a drunkard
      With men who come to town
      Bringing her a bottle
      Just to go a round.

      Drugs out on the table 
      A line or two is good
      That should carry her over 
      No one ever understood.

      The little boy with dirty face
      Has not been schooled in years
      He fights the streets alone
      Long since lost his fears.

      A stale sandwich, and watered coke
      His meal for this day
      Whatever tomorrow may bring
      He knows not the word play.

      Emaciated with distant eyes
      No one really sees him
      Just one of the lost boys
      His life completely grim.

      God bless the children!

    example_title: The Lost Boy - pattyann4500 (allpoetry.com/920731)
  - text: |
      Explain: 
      Let your breath be the air I need,
      when I drown in your eyes as I see.
      Let yourself fall into my arms that bleed,
      when the world shows you no mercy.

      Let your sad past bury down in the core,
      when you walk with your heart close to me.
      Let there be your lovely face at the door,
      When I return from the war no matter how long it be.

      Let your love nourish my frozen heart,
      when it lies under the snow capped tree.
      Let me be enslaved with you forever from the start,
      when the time comes, together we shall flee.

      Let your presence enlighten my dark,
      when your smile reflects in the sea.
      Let the words of love be thy spark,
      when you come out of dreams to kiss me.

      I wish we were together... my princess... 
    example_title: Princess... - Soulhealer95 (allpoetry.com/11038949)

Overview

This pilot hub aims to test whether a flan-t5-base can effectively automate poem interpretation. To use the hub, simply paste in any poem of interest and see its meaning. Please begin your request with the prompt, 'Explain: '.