Category Archives: James Joyce

For Bloomsday ’10, a fragment of a letter

To Harriet Shaw Weaver – 20 July 1919 I have felt during these last days of waiting an added sense of perplexity due to the fact that at the moment when I have the very great pleasure of knowing that it is to you who have aided and are aiding me so munificently you write [...]
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Public Library 6.7

Ulysses as a comic. You’ll know if it’s for you. Great story about butchering (in the professional sense) a pig by Bill Buford from The New Yorker from a few years back. Sick of the full or double Windsor knot? Us too. That’s why we wear the Ediety/Merovingian/Matrix Knot.
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Bloomsday

To celebrate Bloomsday for 2009, an extract: White horses with white frontlet plumes came round the Rotunda corner, galloping. A tiny coffin flashed by. In a hurry to bury. A mourning coach. Unmarried. Black for the married. Piebald for bachelors. Dun for a nun. – Sad, Martin Cunningham said. A child. A dwarf’s face mauve [...]
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