From Joyce’s Giacomo Joyce: I hold the websoft edges of her gown and drawing them out to hook them I see through the opening of the black veil her lithe body sheathed in an orange shift. . An Original Haiku: Collins at arm’s length,/ Paled by Joyce’s raw, blushing,/ Confessional truth./ About Giacomo Joyce XVIII: SeparatedContinue reading “(GJ) Canto XVIII (p.7, ll. 1-13).”
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