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with apologies to Joyce






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From After the Race in James Joyce’s Dubliners:
They drove down Dame Street. The street was busy with unusual traffic, loud with the horns of motorists and the gongs of impatient tram-drivers.
And from Stephen Hero:
“By an epiphany he meant a sudden spiritual manifestation, whether in the vulgarity of speech or of gesture or in a memorable phase of the mind itself. He believed that is was for the man of letters to record these epiphanies with extreme care , seeing that they themselves are the most delicte and evanescent of moments.”








Ulysses 10.504-20:
While he waited in Temple bar M‘Coy dodged a banana peel with gentle pushes of his toe from the path to the gutter.

from Leopold Bloom’s stream of consciousness in the Lotus Eaters chapter of Ulysses:
Lost it. Curse your noisy pugnose. Feels locked out of it. Paradise and the peri. Always happening like that. The very moment. Girl in Eustace street hallway. Monday was it settling her garter. Her friend covering the display of. Esprit de corps. Well, what are you gaping at?

For the explanation of this post title, see Joyce’s Finnegan’s Wake.
from swerve of shore to bend of bay

