Hugh Kenner called it a “sacred object”:
a tiny bronze, an integer of many planes and surfaces,
with hundreds of formal decisions cut into its four-inch field.
T.E. Hulme commissioned it for a pocket companion,
and when — too dreamy to put his head down
when the barrage came in – Hulme got blown to scraps at Oostduinkerke,
the little bronze was never seen again.
Benjamin Goluboff has placed essays, stories, and poetry in many small-press journals over the years. He teaches English at Lake Forest College, and some of his work can be read at https://www.lakeforest.edu/academics/faculty/goluboff/
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