The cellophane shimmer of the swimming pool's surface; the flexing and warping of light into life; the Tennysonian gleam.
It says: it's all possible. Follow me and I'll show you how.
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December
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- Year's End
- Whiteness poem
- Three new food names
- Some Aesthetic Rules
- Staines poem
- After
- New Moon Poem
- Pearl
- Scrooge 2
- Scrooge 1
- For good
- Return of the King 2
- Bird tree
- Honour
- Noggsy Newman
- Augustinian
- Line
- The Return of the King 1
- Dreaming
- The moon
- Thanes
- The Two Towers, Book 2.
- Masks
- Sirens
- The skeleton says
- The gleam
- Fear
- The Two Towers, Book I
- Gnosis
- Landor's 'pure' style
- Sweet pastries
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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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