Tag: james joyce
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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…
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Visit to the national library
Ambulating as in a maze, keeping left Secret heart at breast Amulet below a dress AE in grand library, Theosophist Word his fist, artist’s emergence Song lips could have been a singer Clinging to a pen’s nib like a sinner Thin, square-chinned and influenced by Aristotle He twaddles along coves sandy implanting his impressions Lessons…
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Trials, Tribulations, Trillions of Miles Yet
I’m a blind man and until Jason’s argonauts cast nets was highted mad saying, “Harpies stole my bread.” Red as yesterday’s paper, red as toothclaw Red as a cutter’s right-hand knifehand kinch the knifeblade dismayed mulling over rough beast Yeats’ Buck Bethlehem Mulligan’s word beastly Red as raptor’s bloodstained dewclaws Red as Somme soil, red…
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The Lads Up Der In Heaven
Rabelais and James Joyce in tatters, non-stop screaming laughing Two kin hyenas ginsoaked keen for fine feeding using divinely given gifts to write fart jokes Gassed over hatter-mad scholars trying to find meaning in their words. Joyce had a fine voice, could have been a singer People scanread Ulysses then screed Reddit reviews highlighting the…
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