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Dr Alistair Brown
Associate lecturer in English Literature; researching video games and literature

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Through exploring the psychopathology of Capgras syndrome, in which a patient mistakes a loved one for an imposter, The Echo Maker offers a sustained meditation on the ways in which we project our own problems onto other people. As a reflection on the mysteries of consciousness, the novel offers some interesting if not especially new insights into the fuzzy boundaries between scientific and literary interpretations of the mind. Read more

The Space Man

I spun a planet on its heel for fun
And sent a comet wheeling through a star.
From the dusty board I blew a nebula
And crushed the juice of atoms with my thumb.

Throughout these primary days alone I played.
I melted iron and strung a thousand beads
Around the necks of stars stars' galaxies
Which sung for life a static wave of praise.

Mass and light in rhyme with energy:
I laid the laws with a formal fiend's control.
Now to ground control from the cold I call
For the Poem's poetry, Universal readers: See!

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This page was published on June 15, 2008 | Keywords: space, creation, universe, poem

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