Saturday, June 16, 2007

Bloomsday Comes But Once A Year


Bloom with careful hand clutched his flower.
Smell the almost no smell. Language of. Yes. We are here to read. Sweets of sin, old sweet song.
Sighing, he peered out into the gathering dusk.
I am a. I am a.

5 Comments:

Blogger Tim Footman said...

Did you eat a kidney to celebrate?

6:58 AM  
Blogger St. Anthony said...

Muted celebrations this year, no kidneys for brekkers and, due to being hungover, not the usual alcoholic tribute. Out thoughts, though, were with the old boy, and Bloom too.

10:33 AM  
Anonymous rivergirlie said...

happy belated bloomsday

8:15 AM  
Blogger St. Anthony said...

Cheers ... as Joyce said, once or twice.

7:26 AM  
Blogger rockmother said...

Beautiful beyond extreme. Extremely belated Bloomsday.

8:46 AM  

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