Poetry for Engineers: The UI Designer’s Dream

<img src="https://spectrum.ieee.org/media-library/silhouette-of-a-human-head-with-purple-pixelated-blocks-dissolving-from-the-back.jpg?id=67846122&width=1245&height=700&coordinates=0%2C469%2C0%2C469"/><br/><br/><p>My job is to translate<br/><span>dry and unrelenting code<br/></span><span>into a user interface of surpassing beauty.<br/></span><span>With my mouse, I roll one pixel after another<br/></span><span>up the vast anthill of the internet.</span></p><p>My dream is to translate<br/><span>the visions of the holy ones<br/></span><span>into a communication protocol<br/></span><span>of universal wonderment.<br/></span><span>I want to launch shreds of light into the air<br/></span><span>to fall like a layer of diamonds<br/></span><span>on the endless mountains of the Web.</span></p><p>Don’t imagine these dreams are limited<br/><span>by the LANs of the software lab.<br/></span><span>Between here and the ultimate<br/></span><span>unlimited interface of my aspirations<br/></span><span>lives a dazzling darkness,<br/></span><span>wide as the universe and thin as a hair. </span></p>