Saturday, August 09, 2003

Thursday, July 31, 2003

I continue to struggle with Finnegans Wake. (NO
apostrophe unless you are referring to the song or
to Tim Finnegan's wake itself).I stumble around and
then come across something wonderful which gives
me the incentive to carry on. It begins and ends

Here's how Finnegans Wakebegins:

"riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore
to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of
recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs."

Here's how Finnegans Wake ends:

"Till thousendsthee. Lps. The keys to. Given! A way a
lone a last a loved along the"

Get it? The book is a circle.

Wednesday, July 30, 2003

James Joyces and His Siblings

Jorn Barger has compiled an excellent timeline of Joyce
and his siblings which gives interesting insight into
their family. You can find the entire fascinating thing
here.Below are some of the basics:

05May (Wed): 30yo John S Joyce marries 20yo May Murray
23Nov (Tue): John Augustine Joyce born (2 mos premature?)
01Dec (Wed): John A Joyce dies, age 8 days
02Feb (Thu): James Augusta Joyce born
Elizabeth 'Dante' Hearn moves in with Joyces
18Jan (Sun): Margaret Alice 'Poppie' Joyce born
17Dec (Wed): John Stanislaus 'Stannie' Joyce born
24Jul (Sat): Charles Patrick 'Charlie' Joyce born
04Jul (Mon): George Alfred 'Georgie' Joyce born (named for Washington 4 July )
22Jan (Tue): Eileen Isabel Mary Xavier Brigid Joyce born
18Jan (Sat): Mary Cathleen 'May' Joyce born
26Oct (Mon): Eva Mary Joyce born
at home: James 10yo, maybe Poppie 8yo, Stannie 8yo, Charlie 6yo, Georgie 5yo, Eileen 4yo, May 2yo, Eva 1yo
27Nov (Mon): Mabel Josephine Anne 'Baby' Joyce born
18Jul (Thu): Frederick Joyce born
31Jul (Wed): Frederick Joyce dies, JSJ tries to strangle May
13Mar (Thu): 14yo George Joyce (brother) falls ill
03May (Sat): George Joyce dies
10Apr (Good Friday): MOTHER DYING telegram from JSJ
12Aug? (Wed): JAJ ignores uncle John Murray's order to kneel & pray
13Aug (Thu): death of 44yo May Murray Joyce
at home: Poppie 20yo, Stannie 20yo, Charlie 18yo, Eileen 16yo, ?May 14yo, Eva 13yo, Florrie 12yo, Baby 11yo
Mar? JSJ sells piano, JAJ moves out
08Oct (Sat): JAJ and NB depart for Zurich

Tuesday, July 29, 2003

The Tower

The Martello Tower at Sandycove was built in 1804
by the British as part of their defences against
an impending (they thought) attack by Napoleon.
This is why Stephen says that Mulligan pays his
rent to “the Secretary of State for war” .

In 1962 the Tower was opened as a James Joyce
museum by Silvia Beach.

Monday, July 28, 2003

Stately Plump Buck Mulligan

Oliver St. John Gogartywas immortalized as the
loquacious Buck Mulligan in Ulysses. Joyce lived
with Gogarty for one week in September of 1904
in the Martello Tower (more on the Tower in a later
post). Gogarty & Joyce had a falling out and a month
later Joyce left Ireland with Nora. In 1906, Joyce
predicted to his brother that Gogarty would
betray the Fenian movement.

Oliver St. John (pronounced sinjin) Gogarty never
betrayed the movement and actually redeemed himself
however in a number of ways.

He fought in the Civil War and was sentenced to
execution in December of 1922, but escaped. W.B.
Yeats described the exploit this way:
“Pleading a natural necessity he got into
the garden, plunged under a shower of
revolver bullets and as he swam the ice-cold
December stream promised it, should it land
him to safety, two swans". True to his word,
Gogarty fulfilled his promise to the Liffey
not far from the pub which now bears his name.

Gogarty hid Michael Collins in his Ely Place
house on numerous occasions during the War of
Independence. After Collins was assassinated, Gogarty,
a doctor, tended his body at Shanakiel Hospital and
prepared it for burial. The blood stained key to Gogarty’s
house was found on Collins dead body. Gogarty also
served as a Senator of the Irish Free State from 1922 - 36.

Sunday, July 27, 2003

A New Take on Ulysses

Artist Harrell FletcherHarrell Fletcher has made a 25 minute film
called "Block Out The Sun".

Based in a garage in central Portland,Oregon the film is a
re-working of James Joyce’s Ulysses. The garage owner,
mechanics and neighborhood denizens serve as narrators,
reading lines from the novel that focus on death, love, social
inequality and the relationship between individuals and the

Saturday, July 26, 2003

George Bernard Shaw was born on this day in 1856. In a letter dated
10 Oct. 1921, to Joyce’s publisher (published in Letters of James Joyce,
vol. 3, 1966), Shaw, commenting on Ulysses, called it a "revolting record
of a disgusting phase of civilisation; but it is a truthful one," though he
refused to purchase a copy. In The Table Talk of G.B.S., Shaw wrote,
“ I could not use the words Mr. Joyce uses: my prudish hands would refuse to form the letters."

He also made this comment about Ulysses: "In Ireland they try to make
a cat cleanly by rubbing its nose in its own filth. Mr. Joyce has tried the
same treatment on the human subject. I hope it may prove successful."

Friday, July 25, 2003

For the past three years we have had a group of elementary girls participate in our Bloomsday. They are known as the Connelly Girls Choir. Here is their script for Bloomsday 2003:

Gina - Competitive girl - HOKEY POKEY
Brixie - singing girl - Brian O’Linn
Sarena - clapping/dancing girl - pease porridge hot-
Laura - very enthusiastic girl - eeny meeny
Delaney - smart girl - Humpty Dumpty

The girls enter in regular dress, as if coming to choir rehearsal after school. They have backpacks or book bags or carry a book with them. Gina and Sarena practice clapping together. Brixie wants a turn.

Kelly enters. Everyone says hi.

Kelly: Okay. Let's get started everybody. Get out your books. Did you all do your homework? (all the girls pull out worn copies of Finnegans Wake, each excessively marked)

Delaney: Yes

Laura: I did! I did!

Sarena: Me and Gina did it together . Is that okay?

Gina: I found three.

KELLY: Okay, Okay. That's great you found three but we're just going to hear just one nursery rhyme from each of you because there's something else we have to work on. Who wants to go first?

Gina: me !

Brixie: Me! me!

Laura: Oh! Oh! OH please me, I have a good way to pick the next person. Me! Me! MEEEEEEE

KELLY: Okay Laura. You go first. Stand up and tell us what nursery rhyme or children's song you found in Finnegans Wake.

Laura: I found the perfect nursery rhyme for picking who should go next. It's in Finnegans Wake three times: (stands in front of girls and points) Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Mo, Catch a tiger by the toe, if he hollers make him pay, fifty dollars every day. My mother told me to pick the very best one and that is you: (Points at Sarena)

Kelly: Great job, Laura. Okay, Sarena you're next.

Sarena: Okay. I need Gina to help me. The one I found is only in Finnegans Wake twice but it's a lot of fun.( Sarena & Gina c lap while saying) Pease porridge hot, pease porridge cold, pease porridge in the pot, nine days old. Some like it hot, some like it cold, some like it in the pot nine days old.

Kelly: Great, girls. Good clapping! Okay. Who wants to go next?

Gina: Me! My turn! I worked, really, really hard and I think I found the song with the most mentions. Mine has NINE mentions! But I need everyone to help me with this one.

All in a circle. Do the hokey pokey (some from audience).

You put your your right arm in , you put your right arm out, you put your right arm in and you shake it all about. You do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself around. That's what it's all about..'

(Everyone goes back to their seats)

KELLY: Okay, Brixie? What did you find?

Brixie: Sorry Gina. Mine has more mentions than yours. It has ten mentions.
(Sings Brian O'Linn while Sarena does a fake jig. )

Brian O'Linn had no britches to wear
So he got him a sheepskin to make him a pair
The leather side out and the wooly side in
Sure its great summers clothing. said Brian O'Linn

Kelly: Okay Delaney, What did you come up with?

Delaney: (puts on reading glasses)After one week of extensive perusal of the text, I found a classic nursery rhyme that is referenced in Finnegans Wake 53 times (other girls looked shocked! Delaney clears throat and recites in a shakespearean manner:) Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall, all the kings horse and all the kings men, couldn't put humpty together again

All clap. Girls begin to discuss which one they should use for Bloomsday.

Kelly: All right girls hold on. I know we thought about using one of your rhymes for Bloomsday but I changed my mind. (Girls groan and pout) I just think it's better if you do a song instead. People will like that better. (groans continue) So we're going to sing Believe me if All those Endearing young Charms.

Gina: But that's only mentioned three times.

Brixie: That's okay. It's a nice song.

Laura: Yeah I like it

Sarena: Me too

Kelly: Okay well, let's give it a try then.

Wednesday, July 23, 2003

Clay: Behind the Music

In 1899 Maria O’ Donohue went to a Hallow’s Eve party
at the home of John Murray (the son) who she had
known since he was a boy. She was an older, unmarried
woman, sister of John Murray’s (the father’s) second wife.
It is believed that the Joyce’s were also present at this
party. It isn’t known whether the game of saucers was
actually played, though such games were extrememly
common at that time. What is known is that the real
Maria dies later that year dies in December of that year
of an inoperable tumor.

Tuesday, July 22, 2003

The story of Clay represents one of the best examples
of Joyce’s use of music to add to, elaborate on and
perfect the tone of a scene. The story is about a woman
named Maria who works in a laundry whose purpose is to
get protestant prostitutes off the street. Maria isn’t a
Prod whore; she is one of the people who runs things there.
In her younger days Maria worked in a well-off household
helping with the care of Alphy and Joe. On the night of the
story, All Hallow’s Eve, Maria is off to visit on of her young
charges, Joe, now married with children of his own. During
the festivities at Joe’s house, Maria is encouraged to join
the children in a game of saucers, an Irish game of divination
commonly played at Halloween.

The player is blindfolded and must select a saucer
rom the table. What the saucer holds will tell the
future for the player. Maria is manipulated by one of
the neighbor girls to the dish containing clay, which signifies
death. Joe’s wife hurriedly takes the clay away from Maria
and points her in another direction. Maria ends up with a
prayer book signifying areligious life or the nunhood.

Towards the end of the evening Maria is asked by Joe to
sing for them. Maria sings “I Dreamt I Dwelt in Marble Halls”
by Balfe from his light opera “The Bohemian Girl”. Maria
mistakenly sings the first verse twice, perhaps because
her subconscious recognizes that for Maria, the second
verse will never materialize. Joyce does not include the
second verse in the story, so those who are not familiar
with the song miss out on the full impact.

Here are the words of the second verse:

I dreamt that suitors sought my hand
That knights upon bended knee
With vows no maidens heart could withstand
They pledged their faith to me
And I dreamt that one of those noble host
Came forth my hand to claim
But I also dreamt which pleased me most
That you loved me still the same

Monday, July 21, 2003

Not much time today...upgrading
all my system software. But one piece
of big news: I purchased a copy of the
"James Joyce Yearbook" on eBay! 1000
copies were printed in 1949....more
on that when it arrives.

Also - song for tomorrow: "Marble Halls"
used in the story Clay in Dubliners.

Sunday, July 20, 2003

’Tis the Last Rose of Summer

A hauntingly beautiful song written by Thomas Moore,
also used in the opera Martha by Flotow. One of his most
popular songs, ‘Tis the Last Rose of Summer sold over a
million copies - quite an achievement for a song in the
late 1800’s. (Moore will receive a post of his own later on
this blog). More recently, Ken Burns used it as background
music for his documentary “New York”. I don’t know of
Joyce singing this one anywhere but it certainly seems like
one that would be in his personal repertoire. It’s in his range
and all about loneliness and being left alone....

He used in the Sirens chapter like so:

“Last rose Castille of summer left bloom I feel so sad alone.”

“Under the sandwichbell lay on a bier of bread one last, one
lonely last sardine of summer. Bloom alone.”

Here are the lyrics of the first verse:
'Tis the last rose of summer,
Left blooming all alone,
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone.
No flower of her kindred,
No rose bud is nigh,
To reflect back her blushes,
Or give sigh for sigh.

Saturday, July 19, 2003

Some Songs you know and Some You Don't

The 105 degree temperature here is not conducive to long
thoughtful posts. But here's something to think about.....More
details to follow

Songs you probably know about in Joyce's Works: Love's
Old Sweet Song, I Dreamt I Dwelt in Marble Halls, The Croppy Boy,
Finnegan's Wake....

Songs you probably would have never imagined Joyce
would use: Chin, Chin, Chinaman; The Daring Young Man
on the Flying Trapeze; Farmer in the Dell; Toot, Toot, Tootsie.

Friday, July 18, 2003

Bloomsday Cabaret

Rosemary House is working on a documentary about
Joyce and music. Due to be released in April 2004,
you can find out more about it here.
Ms House recently visited this site and wrote me
saying: I checked into your excellent site and to my
delight found the bit about Shule Aroon..........thanks
to your site I now have an excellent literary tie-in
for the song. " Thanks for the testimonial!

Nosey Flynn also got a much appreciated mention in
The Literary Saloon. You can reach their excellent
site via the permanent link in the Wandering Rocks
section to your right.

Thursday, July 17, 2003
The only open air sculptures ever made by artist Constantin
Brancusi have fallen into a sorry state of disrepair in
Romania. Brancusi created the monument as a tribute to
Romania's fallen WWI heroes. You can read more about it
Brancusi was a friend of Joyce's and was responsible for
the sketch below. Black Sun publishers, Harry and Caresse
Crosby, once proposed to illustrate their edition of Joyce's
Tales Told of Shem and Shaun with a portrait of the author
by Brancusi. The portrait- a sketch of an abstract spiral
intended to suggest the labyrinthine nature of Joyce's mind
- was shown to the author's father, John Joyce, in Dublin.
"The boy," the elder Joyce declared, "seems to have changed
a good deal."

Wednesday, July 16, 2003

One of the scenes we've portrayed at our local Bloomsday
Celebration is the dinner scene in The Portrait of the Artist
as a Young Man. It's a stirring passage to read and fascina-
ting to watch when reenacted. The Parnell-O'Shea scandal
dominates the Dedalus dinner conversation, just as it dominated conversations throughout Ireland at the time. There is no
American equivalent, for in the United States there has never
been a politician who has been so well loved and who inspired
so much hope , unless it was John and Robert Kennedy.

Charles Stewart Parnell and Katherine O'Shea had been lovers
for ten years when the scandal of their affair broke. They had
two children together. They were committed and devoted to each
other. They co-existed as husband and wife. But this is Ireland
at the turn of the century. Half the country saw him as a sinner,
half the country saw him as Ireland's true savior. The dinner
scene is an excellent passage to read to get a feel for the mood
of Ireland at the time.

Here's a link for my friend Maralite, who is currently reading A Portrait.
Brandon Kershner's Portrait Page is an attempt
" to help new readers and old fans of James Joyce's book A Portrait of
the Artist as a Young Man by providing on-line some information about
the book and its writing. "

Friday, August 08, 2003

Tuesday, July 15, 2003

This image comes from the James Joyce Resource Center
a nice site put together by Edward Moloney and David
Fanning of Ohio State University.

Monday, July 14, 2003

Neil Steinberg writes about reading Ulysses in his Chicago Sun
Times column . Poor man's having a bit of a hard time with
it, but not so hard that he couldn't come up with this great first paragraph:

"With potscrape, clump and a gurgle, the blackgreen was pipingily
poured into a blazing white soft cup--O joi de cafe! Noir et chaud!
--and together, cup and I, went brim-sipping, shuffling, striding,
stepping over the iceblue speckled gumsmeared carpeting back
to my officespace....Sorry. Too much time reading James Joyce."

Steinberg isn't alone. For others struggling with Ulysses keep this
in mind: you don't neccesarily have to read it from front to back,
in the order it's presented. It's fine to jump around a bit. All of
Ulysses is worth reading, of course, but if skipping
around a bit keeps you involved then go for it.

Sunday, July 13, 2003

Of the many, many musical references that Joyce uses in
Ulysses, there are some that are quite significant and some
that are only briefly alluded to. One of the more significant
references, though it's appearance is much more concise than
songs like The Croppy Boy and Love's Old Sweet Song is
the traditional Irish song Suil a Run. It is used in the Ithaca
chapter. Chapter 17 of Ulysses (Ithaca) is written entirely in
question and answer form, like a catechism. At one point as
Stephen and Bloom walk back to Bloom's house, they each refer
to one song, which represents their culture. Bloom picks a
Hebrew song with which I am unfamiliar. Stephen chooses a song
which tells of a young woman who is pining for her lover, who
has fled to France. If you don't have your copy of Ulysses handy,
you can find this portion on the internet here. But this particular question
and answer are below:

"What fragments of verse from the ancient Hebrew and ancient
Irish languages were cited with modulations of voice and translation
of texts by guest to host and by host to guest?
By Stephen: suil, suil, suil arun, suil go siocair agus suil go cuin
(walk, walk, walk your way, walk in safety, walk with care).
By Bloom: kifeloch, harimon rakatejch m'baad l'zamatejch (thy
temple amid thy hair is as a slice of pomegranate). "

There are many recordings of Suil a Run. The best is on the album
All of It by the band Skylark. Instrumentally, the song is simple and
perfect and no one sings it as beautifully as Len Graham
does in this recording. Suil Arun (the spelling varies) is also
a song from Joyce's personal repertoire. Listen to it if you get
the chance. The link above provides a sample of the song.

Saturday, July 12, 2003

Joyce in Village Voice Advice Column
Dan Savage mentions James Joyce in his Village
Voice column Savage Love. Joyce comes up in
response to a question from a reader named Fart.
Find it at the link above.

Friday, July 11, 2003

Portrait of the Artist

The Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
was my first experience with James Joyce.
I read it much too young, eleven or twelve.
I don't know if you can even call that first
time "reading";. I skimmed through a lot of it
but I was struck by one episode in the book
that for me was so true to my experience as
a child, when one first realizes that injustice
exists and unfairness abounds.

The part I'm referring to is in Chapter One,
when young Stephen accidentally breaks his
glasses. His eyesight is quite poor and the doctor
has told him not to read until the new pair comes.
Stephen is exempted from studying. Then the much
feared prefect of studies comes in the class. He
pandies a few boys (hits them over the hand with
a pandybat) and is about to leave when he notices
Stephen. What happens afterwards is sickening -
not because it's any more brutal than the norm for
that time - but because James Joyce puts the fear
and the shame and the wonder of the whole event
into his pages.

I've printed an excerpt below. You can read the full
text of Portrait here though it's the kind of book you'll
want to snuggle somewhere comfortably with. If
you've never read Joyce, Chapter One of Portrait is an
excellent place to begin.

"The scalding water burst forth from his eyes and, burning
with shame and agony and fear, he drew back his shaking
arm in terror and burst out into a whine of pain. His body
shook with a palsy of fright and in shame and rage he felt
the scalding cry come from his throat and the scalding tears
falling out of his eyes and down his flaming cheeks.
-- Kneel down, cried the prefect of studies.
Stephen knelt down quickly pressing his beaten hands to
his sides. To think of them beaten and swollen with pain
all in a moment made him feel so sorry for them as if they
were not his own but someone else's that he felt sorry for."

Thursday, July 10, 2003

A Very Expensive Book - But Worth it

RTE reported today that a long lost presentation copy of
Joyce's "Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man" sold at
auction for 152,000 Euros. That's $171, 750 in US dollars.
Why so much? This was a very special presentation copy,
signed by Joyce to his friend and mentor poet Ezra Pound.
It was given to Pound by Joyce in March 1917. I'd love to
know who bought it, lucky devil.

Ford Madox Ford, James Joyce and Ezra Pound, who looks
remarkably like my friend Michael Doran.

Wednesday, July 09, 2003

Rings on His Fingers

One of the fads in Joyce's day came from Tin Pan Alley.
(More on TPA in a later post) For a few years, the big
fad was to write songs about the Irish in exotic situa-
tions. Surely you remember that big hit "O'Brien is Trying
to Learn to talk Hawaiian". No? Well that song faded away,
as did most songs of that genre, except one that Joyce
used in Ulysses.

I think this proves he had exceptional taste in music.
Of all the exotic-Irish songs, he chose the one that
would remain well know 100 years later to include in
his works. It goes like this ( You probably won't recognize
the first, but you should know the chorus):

Tim O'Shea was cast away upon an Indian Isle
The maidens there, they liked his hair
They liked his Irish smile.
So made him Cheif Panjandrum,
The Nabob of them all
They called him jimmy-bo-shea
And rigged him up so gay
So he wrote to Dublin Bay
To his sweetheart just to say:

Sure I've got rings on my fingers
Belles on my toes
Elephants to ride upon
My little Irish rose
So come to your nabob
And next St Patricks Day,
Be Mrs Mumbo-Jumbo-Jiddy-Bo-Shea

Tuesday, July 08, 2003

A poster from our annual Bloomsday event -
this one is from 1999. This year we held our
8th annual Bloomsday. It was my least favorite,
I think.

Our Bloomsday Committee is divided into two
camps: those who want to make it more scholarly
and professional, and those who want to make it
accessible to all levels of Joyce afecionados. I’m
in the latter group.

Monday, July 07, 2003

- Ho Hum -

I need something new to read. Of course, one can
always read Ulysses again and find something
new. Ulysses is a little like the Bible. You don't
read the Bible through once, end to end, then
slam it closed and say "Yep, done with that one!"
It's a lifelong reading process. But that's not
what I want to read right now. It's summer,
there's a breeze; I need something lighter than

That's the problem with having a dead person
as your favorite author. If my favorite author
was the same as my 11 year old daughter's
I'd have a big, new, fat 800 page book in my
hands right now.

Sunday, July 06, 2003

- Ye Banks and Braes -

Joyce used over 1000 songs in his works.
He had originally considered being a professional
singer. He sang professionally before he left
Dublin and entered a large competition. He won
second place and was offered a scholarship to
study with a renowned Italian singer but he
was so pissed off at not winning the damn thing
that he chucked his musical career all together.

He still sang however, at home, and sometimes at
small gatherings of close friends or when off drinking
with buddies. I read once that he sang at a small
birthday gathering in his honor. I think it was at the
Jolas's house, and it was a few days after his daughter
Lucia had been institutionalized. He sang "Ye Banks and
Braes" by Robert Burns:

Ye Banks and Braes of Bonny Doon
How can you bloom so fresh and fair
How can ye chant ye little bird
Wi I sae weary fu o' care
Thou't breaks my heart, the warbling bird
That wantons oer the flow'ry glen
Thou minds me o' departed joy
Departed never to return......

Saturday, July 05, 2003

- Please Mr. Postman -

Even those who haven't read Ulysses are sure
to be familiar with Molly's soliloquoy and
the resulting term "stream of consciousness".
While Joyce was the first to use SOC in a
literary work, credit must also be given to Nora,
who influenced him greatly. Here is the text
from one of her early letters to Joyce, punctuation hers:

Leinster Street -- August 1904

My Dearest
My loneliness which I have so deeply felt,
since we parted last night seemed to fade away
as if by magic but, alas, it was only for
a short time, and I then became worse than ever.
when I read your letter from the moment that I
close my eyes till I open them again in the morning.
It seems to me that I am always in your
company under every possible variety of circumstances
talking to you walking with you meeting you suddenly
in different places until I am beginning to wonder
if my spirit takes leave of my body in sleep and goes
to seek you, and what is more find you or
perhaps this is nothing but a fantasy. Occasionally
too I fall into a fit of melancholy that
lasts for the day and which I find almost
impossible to dispel it is about time now
I think that I should finish this letter as the
more I write the lonelier I feel in consequence
of you being so far away and the thought of
having to write write [sic] what I would wish
to speak were you beside me makes me feel utterly
miserable so with best wishes and love I now close.

Believe me to be ever yours XXXXXXX

Norah Barnacle

Not many of Nora's letters to Joyce have
survived, but you can find Joyce's letters in
this book: Selected Letters of James Joyce by
Richard Ellman (Viking 1975).

You can read some of his more erotic letters to Nora

If your interested in finding out about Joyce's
use of letters in his work check out this paper by
Leah Hill, "Engaged in an ‘Epizzle’:Reading Issy's Practice Letter
in Finnegans Wake with the Printed Letters in Ulysses .

Friday, July 04, 2003

- A Bit About Himself -

He was born on Thursday, February 2, 1882 in
Rathgar, a suburb of Dublin. It was a
misty day with rain and a south easterly
wind. The first Bloomsday was June 16, 1904,
a fine, breezy day with four hours of sunshine
and a clear night. He died on January 13, 1941 in
Zurich of a perforated ulcer and generalized
peritonitis. His body was carried to Fluntern Cemetary
on January 15th, a cold, snowy day, as snowflakes
fluttered silently around the people who loved
him, sifting onto the tops of tombstones and
resting on the graves, old and new.

Tuesday, August 05, 2003

Thursday, July 03, 2003

An Introduction

Hello there and welcome. I've started this blog in order to do away
with those Post-Bloomsday doldrums so common this time of year.
You know what I mean: you look forward to June 16th for months,
you prepare, the big day comes, it's wonderful and then ...WHAM!
you've got that let down feeling because another Bloomsday
has come and gone.

So I've decided to enter a post each day with some sort of
James Joyce related information. For myself, and as a service
to mankind.

Your feedback, comments and questions are welcome.


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