Verily! It's like you are skating, James. "Prude Juice" was somehow added to my post- I did not write that- nor could I claim it.
I took a Joyce course. Had read him too early- and then, too late. Richard Ellman was considered "the" biographer- he also wrote of/on Wilde- I think that was published after his death, if you are interested. I know it's "arts for art's sake" but when I fall under a spell, I want more. On Sep 26, 6:24 am, James Lynch <[email protected]> wrote: > -V, Wikiquote: > Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran cast vicariously > as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, > no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, > vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation > stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent > vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and > voracious violation of volition! The only verdict is vengeance; a > vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of > such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. [laughs] > Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me > simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call > me "V". > > Thanks for the intro to Joyce, very neat language! > > > > On Sun, Sep 25, 2011 at 6:28 AM, [email protected] <[email protected]> wrote: > > Nay. Rejoice! > > > "She prays now, she says, that I may learn in my own life and away > > from home and friends what the heart is and what it feels. Amen. So be > > it. Wecome, O Life! I go to encounrter for the millionth time the > > reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the > > uncreated conscience of my race." "A Portrait of the Artist as a Young > > Man"- James Joyce > > > Prude Juice > > >> Their talk was riddled in code. An electric clock tocked. The tics > >> had eloped with the tacs. No one gave a flying fart; prouder Anglo- > >> Saxon barred by chastity belt. It was time to be off to the Heretic > >> Dutchman for sane retreat. No white whale beckoned with beef hooked. > >> Bud was no wiser brewers' droop no pleasure now beer was fresh out of > >> fuggy muggy Irish talent with clarity no longer a pint of plain behind > >> the welcome of an opened pub door firmly shut against the rain of > >> English summer talk of the ball swinging to Indian rout and Tendulkar > >> renamed Anderson's Bunny limping home short of the hundred hundreds. > >> A screw turned the name of a good one barred by prissie privvy lit > >> with prude not worth dousing with filtered beer. Take the famed trip > >> round a portrait traced in Dublin streets by the artist as a young man > >> and read the words that must not be spoken adding you and what a hat > >> pin used in several angers makes. I have loved you all in my distance > >> keeping it in the phrase not with someone else's preferring more > >> honest company of the pub whore content I'll listen and buy liquid > >> compensation for what others think she's for a good one of and I > >> reserve for the smart nob at the crease chin begging for the ball's > >> tune to bring him down a peg before shaping one edged to slip and safe > >> hands for the gleaming cherry. The player always good one's the > >> gentleman turning gentle man himself finding a professional down-at- > >> heel having to take the profane in the sacred to feed her habit. The > >> shame is in barring words when mannered world exploits with charm > >> language truly rotten from those who get nice and warm seeing the > >> lights in the castle. Go Joyce yourself. > > >> On Sep 18, 4:25 pm, gabbydott <[email protected]> wrote: > > >> > <http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/2a/Dissent_develops_d...>- > >> > Hide quoted text - > > >> - Show quoted text -- Hide quoted text - > > - Show quoted text -
