Sixeyed House Opened About Lunch (‘Ulysses’ pages 211-261)

Photo of red house with six windows.
by Georgy Rudakov/Unsplash

Sixeyed house opened about lunch,
saying, “Peasoup!”
Girl roocoocooed,
scribbled through meal.

Wobble, comet’s jollification
slaughtered fishgluey melancholy.

Home built tomes,
prizeing books with love:
reading castle.

Whereat spoon?
Stickumbrelladustcoat?
No!
In pockets clothes?
Clappyclap!

A bloowho gets gigglegold jingle:
lunchtime may console you.
Ahunger/woe?
Gone.
Savoury laughter,
jaunty rhapsodies.

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