Tag: james joyce
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BROWNCOAT REDCOAT ANYCOATATALL: ULYSSES DECODED
Joyce and 3 plus or minus 1 Evincing patterns or too much sun? Blooms at Eccles, minus one Not counting his dyingdead son A book of myriad wonders One can scrutinize or blunder through A bland literature it thundered through It was torn apart, torn and thrown askew Skewered and lambasted, dubbed smut unfit to…
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The story of a love. My love.
What happens after Last drink we both knew we shouldn’t have Master and slave, neither knowing their place Stately chief in eider sleeve sweeping a fireplace While his ragged slave remains abed, postured as if dead on the chaise Daily Saturnalia; contorting, transforming, changing, this fluxsome pace The age of remakes, reforming what our lab…
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Smokebars
Around so often, thought I haunted you A spectral presence you felt following you A ghost in the gloom, seen in the moon bloom I’m in the dead bedroom, Molly Bloom Man of fates, I walk into a pecuilar room Din from the fortune telling booth Psychic shouting someone get me a pencil, something’s coming…
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Red dream
The Mersey turning red in Jung’s dreams At last throbbing rubedo of neural alcheme Schizophrene hippocrene by litre, deleting swathes of me Insisting void upon trackless maps, pathless impassable Seed of He divine nonefiner who wrote Ulysses Diver descrying pearls divers, alas his daughter downgoing drowns.
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Mulligan the Merman
Hopelessly addicted to the liminal Gripping waves I cannot swim against Sinjen Gogarty merman leap from yon martello parapet unto the deep Forty feet to be aesthete about it Cease mockery, medical Dick and Davey, and save me Hoiking me, releasing from Neptune’s keeping Back to strand and dry land, reinflating me upon sand.
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