Meet Braze. This bronze man thinks
hollowness an absolute virtue:
the cavity within him vacates
otherwise overwhelming density.
Think: emotional singularities.
Think of shelling such voids.
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November
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- On Balrogs
- Trains
- A Non-genuine Asymmetry
- The Fellowship of the Ring, Book II
- Cogito II
- Death
- Emo Rilke
- Norsex
- Intense
- Commandments
- Cotton
- The Fellowship of the Ring, Book I
- New novel
- Ineffable, glamorous noise
- The sleep of monsters
- Tension
- K2
- Fighting the transformer
- Dover
- Elegies
- Youth
- Contact
- Autumn 2
- Autumn 1
- The Line of Beauty
- Vampire
- The ghost rockets
- Bronze man poem
- Magic Realism
- Equality and inequality
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About Me
- Adam Roberts Project
- I am whatever you say I am, if I weren't then why would I say I am, and suchlike commendable sentiments.
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