A L O H A !
" The heaventree of stars
hung with humid
nightblue fruit. "
James Joyce
" The writer begins
with the arbitrary,
the accidental,
the insignificant,
and transmits them
into an object
that has intention,
design,
and significance. "
James Joyce
" I'm like a man
who stumbles;
my foot strikes
something,
I look down,
and there is
E X A C T L Y
what I'm in
need of. "
James Joyce
via Louis Manand
in the New Yorker
22 publishers
rejected Joyce's
The Dubliners.
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We construct our art,
our home,
our life,
from stuff we find
day to day.
That thing you notice
becomes a diadem;
Memory the jeweler
fastens diamonds
on your hem.
Thank YOU
for voyaging here,
Ulysses
says cloudia
"COMMENT!"
Demands the Cyclops
