Tag: james joyce
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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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Lavabo
Martello Tower on snotgreen Though we no more fear Napoleen Saint Stephen’s stoning Twenty three murder’s number Twenty sixth, Christ amanger be Mangy animals bleating, sent inside Myrrh barely covering manure scent Lá an Dreoilín, this year Dé Céadaoin Draoí and éan combine, in mind Stirring mystical archetypes Fairy tissues wishful on trees. Lather in…
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HEWKER
Tonight I will visit a tib First, a tipple Dripping amber drink, enfolding sap Gold-fleeced sheep’s rippling hair Flesh’s ink my digging nib sinks into Go slowly with me, Monto’s most innocent soul Epipsychidion, lost tribe Midian claiming descent from Abraham Taking clam handfuls, dandy plootered on hop-sud dram, self balm Bloom hand of hidden…
Alchemisland 