A PHRASE OF PERFECTION BY MR. JOYCE

December 7, 2013
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Early on in Ulysses, when Mr. Bloom sits down to his breakfast of pan seared kidney, we see him: chewing with discernment the toothsome pliant meat.

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THE BLOOMSDAY TOAST

June 16, 2013

Every year I insert one new line into my Bloomsday Toast: Here’s to – Nora the barnacle goose – Skin-the-Goat – the giggle fit of bronze by gold – the blind stripling piano tuner tap tap tapping along – the dog’s rag of wolf’s tongue redpanting from his jaws- Stephen deep in thought strolling on […]

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A SENTENCE BY, YOU GUESSED IT, JAMES JOYCE

May 25, 2013
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Hauled stark over the gunwale he breathes upward the stench of his green grave, his leprous nosehole snoring to the sun. Genius, yes. To be read while dining, no.

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A SENTENCE IN HONOR OF JAMES JOYCE’S BIRTHDAY

February 2, 2013
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His blued feet out of turnedup trousers slapped the clammy sand, a dull brick muffler strangling his unshaven neck. Folks, that’s what a fragment of genius looks like all wrote down particular.

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YET ANOTHER SENTENCE BY JAMES JOYCE

January 19, 2013
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Unheeded he kept by them as they came towards the drier sand, a rag of wolf’s tongue redpanting from his jaws. This sentence has the capacity to make one feel that one should put one’s pencil down and toss one’s scribbles into the fire and go sit quietly by the sea.

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BLOOMSDAY TOAST – 2012

June 16, 2012

BLOOMSDAY TOAST Here’s to – Nora the barnacle goose – Skin-the-Goat – the giggle fit of bronze by gold – the blind stripling piano tuner tap tap tapping along – Stephen deep in thought strolling on Sandymount Strand – socks with skyblue clocks, jaunty – Plumtree’s Potted Meats, which can make of each home an […]

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WHAT THE SUN DID WITH THE SPANGLES

September 13, 2011
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Here we have a crude illustration as to why the sentence closing the Nestor chapter in James Joyce’s ULYSSES is the loon’s favorite sentence ever written. The sentence is the nearly blind Irishman’s way of boasting, “Oh, by the way, I can do this.” Well, what is the sentence? The sentence goes thusly: ‘On his […]

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FOR FANS OF JAMES JOYCE

September 9, 2009
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Presentation Some commotion. Enough to be noticed. Small crowd gathering in front of the cottage at the edge of the shire. The door to the cottage open for the first time in collective memory. “There’s a tunnel below, that’s what.” “Naw, a burrow to the back, I heared tell.” “Be it cakes or bread, one […]

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BLOOMSDAY

June 16, 2009

Here’s to – Nora the barnacle goose – Skin-the-Goat – the giggle fit of bronze by gold – the blind stripling piano tuner tap tap tapping along – skyblue socks with clocks, jaunty – Plumtree’s Potted Meats, which can make of each home an abode of bliss – Rose of Castille and rows of cast […]

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FINNEGANS SIGN

June 9, 2009
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NO TREES PASSING PIRATE POPERY

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