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James Augustine Joyce (b. Feb. 2, 1882 - d. Jan. 13, 1941)
 ...born in Rathgar, Dublin; he was descended from Cork property-owners on his father's side (John Stanislaus Joyce) and from the family of Daniel O'Connell on his mother's (May Goulding).
No one can argue that Joyce was a writer. Well they could, but they had best be wearing riot gear when they do.
We will not provide any biographic material here; it is too voluminous to include and an extract would be insufficient. In the best traditions of avoidance, we ignore it completely. Beside the personal benefit, this is our poetry department and Joyce was a writer first and a poet last.
To my taste, many of his poems (mostly earlier) are too contrived or too concerned with wooing, commonly. So, for the moment, I leave it at that. When all the other duties are finished, I may return and see about revising my opinion, and this page.
For more about James Joyce see our articles: James Joyce's Dublin and How to Savor Ulysses This Summer.
Chamber Music
II
by James Joyce
The twilight turns from amethyst
To deep and deeper blue,
The lamp fills with a pale green glow
The trees of the avenue.
The old piano plays an air,
Sedate and slow and gay;
She bends upon the yellow keys,
Her head inclines this way.
Shy thoughts and grave wide eyes and hands
That wander as they list --
The twilight turns to darker blue
With lights of amethyst.
Ecce Puer
by James Joyce
Of the dark past
A child is born;
With joy and grief
My heart is torn.
Calm in his cradle
The living lies.
May love and mercy
Unclose his eyes!
Young life is breathed
On the glass;
The world that was not
Comes to pass.
A child is sleeping:
An old man gone.
O, father forsaken,
Forgive your son!
1932
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Sun, Mar 4, 2018
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Interested in Irish Poetry?Here's the easy way to collect them all (well, almost all, anyway).
Malachy McCourt says in his introduction, "With the republication of this book, the Irish recover under their roof of stars all the great poets and writers who have been falsely claimed by the saxon crown and its minions - even our reprobates."
Amazon states this is out of stock. They still have used copies for almost nothing (except shipping - chuckle). If you would like a new edition, it was available at Powell's. We can't promise it's still there. Click here for Powell's 1000 Years.
Click here for used at Amazon.
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