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This is beautifully made. The ingenuity of language, the commonality of its appreciation & respect. I hope everyone has happy #Bloomsday this year, wherever you are. I will celebrate it as I always do, by staying home & doing nothing.
& by nothing I mean working.
& by nothing I mean working.
This passage has been one of the greatest influences on me as a would be writer, not in style but in the possibility & magic of language. For as difficult as Joyce can be sometimes, we are eternally rewarded with moments such as this. 
'Listen: a foreworded wavespeech: seesoo hrss, rsseeiss, ooos. Vehement breath of waters amid seasnakes, rearing horses, rocks. In cups of rocks it slops: flop, slop, slap: bounded in barrels. It flows purling, widely flowing, floating foampool, flower unfurling.'
Happy 100th #Bloomsday
Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead… Halted, he peered down the dark winding stairs and called out coarsely:
- Come up, Kinch! Come up, you fearful Jesuit!
- Come up, Kinch! Come up, you fearful Jesuit!
Stephen stood up and went over to the parapet. Leaning on it he looked down on the water and on the mailboat clearing the harbour mouth of Kingstown.
Today in pulp... Milwaukee Magazine: it's the cream of Cream City!
If anyone tells you Wisconsin sucks just ask to see their crummy city magazine. I'M LOOKING AT YOU HERE CLEVELAND! #TuesdayThoughts
If anyone tells you Wisconsin sucks just ask to see their crummy city magazine. I'M LOOKING AT YOU HERE CLEVELAND! #TuesdayThoughts
The city's most interesting faces*. Milwaukee Magazine, May 1980.
(*no Gene Wilder. He disowned the city after it slated Stir Crazy)
(*no Gene Wilder. He disowned the city after it slated Stir Crazy)
This is what #Bloomsday looks like in Wisconsin. It's what Joyce would have wanted...
Milwaukee Magazine, March 1980.
Milwaukee Magazine, March 1980.
Desde el 16 de junio de 1954, se celebra anualmente el #Bloomsday, día de Leopold Bloom, personaje principal de «Ulises», de James Joyce.
«Ulises» transcurre el 16 de junio de 1904, día en que Joyce tuvo la primera cita con su futura mujer Nora Barnacle.
«Querida muchacha extraña: ¡Y aún me escribes preguntando si estoy cansado de ti! Nunca me cansaré de ti...», escribió Joyce a Nora en 1909.
