Mediterranean Philosopher (‘Ulysses’ pages 671-732)

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This is the last poem in the project, as we’ve reached the last page of the Dover edition of Joyce’s Ulysses. As luck would have it, the words lent themselves to come up with a poem about Odysseus and his journey home. Well, very roughly about the journey. And, who knows, maybe one of the sailors on the ship was named Raymond.


Mediterranean philosopher
bearing formidable years:
migrations on windy sea.

Land leavetaking,
recurrent snakespiral movement
with smellow course,
everchanging travelled.

Wonder somewhere,
he lost the ways,
madly crossing where
tattarrattat music
(like breathing)
brought trouble,
snapped careless men.

Shake possessed sailors:
awokwokawok!

Captain, winds going crookeding miles,
whistling badtempered.
“Sweet horror!” said Raymond.

Castoffs sing moon heart.
Fish dances,
telling of universe deepdown.

Imperfect, the Spoonseat (‘Ulysses’ pages 620-670)

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Imperfect, the spoonseat:
wooden profundity,
metamorphoses to inverted basket.

Possible amusement:
fish on bicycles
excelled in world’s wheels games.
Power race!

Theoretical catastrophe:
Harry cut time,
making hour suppressed.

Turningpoint of nightblue atmosphere:
luminous constellations rendered unstable.
space furled, unfolded in design.
Inverted days!
Unhooked minutes!

Parrot countrybound:
course to discovery.

Soapsuddy Mind (‘Ulysses’ pages 569-619)

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Soapsuddy mind
blissfully was suggestive
without inquisitive.

Narcotic bamboozled specimen just sits.
Eggsniping scheme to study
habitually becalmed personage.

Authority was Sherlockholmesing people.
Enhances consumption
of uncertain information:
pseudo “truth.”
Brain vagaries, mind change.

Though insuppressible folk
upsetting the course:
doubt questioned propaganda.
“Utopian” society
possessed peril
to muchneeded upright life.


Note: This poem doesn’t immediately follow the previous poem’s page numbering because before this poem are a couple of blank pages and the start of Part III.

Onions Ramble, Squabbling (‘Ulysses’ pages 517-565)

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Onions ramble, squabbling,
carries wise dog
that thought,
I smells peaches. Yumyum!

Whokilla the laughing king?
Onions?
Noise?
Jauntyhatted cavaliers?
Groangrousegurgling sailor from Dalkey?

Sending police:
the ickylickysticky mystery,
thick afraid for country,
provokes gallows.
Deathflower for king.

Police revealing townsmen
towards witness.
Muttering citizen:
“Virag looms, tinkling secret.”

Understand Walks (‘Ulysses’ pages 466-516)

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Understand walks:
shall trousers be symmetry?

Steps higgledypiggledy,
glides with barefoot feetshuffling.
Supersumptuous fun!

Beware walking in melancholy pajamas.

Bubblyjocular spindlelegs
work with delights
and in brisk zigzag.

Go gently tapping,
stifflegged pace to walk sideways,
tiptouch care.

Or dance as wonderwide horseplay!
Skipping highkickers,
’twas of play:
electric,
bluestreaked,
pure.

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Trickleaps Wall (‘Ulysses’ pages 414-465)

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Trickleaps wall,
vanish in blinking!

Her wolfeyes wideopen,
’twas night round.

Terrier races in the chase!
Growling lion!

In escape,
in passages unfortunate,
she bellows:
“Justice for inflamed ladies!
O, savagely nameless crowd,
lift the slipperslapper alarm!”

Murmuring torchlight procession:
fellmongers thereunto approaching,
guns powerful.

Scramble!
Horns arrive!
Lorry tooraloom!

She lives.

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Count Cuckoo, Canarybird (‘Ulysses’ pages 363-413)

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“Count cuckoo, canarybird,”
the hour rightwiseness was spoke.

Doubt cast terrorcausing quiet.

Remembrance applepie youth,
clock poured tears.
’Tis running life with storms
and wibblywobbly forecast:
of joyful instances,
lonely labours.

Starborn wish:
mysteries beheld the philosopher,
whereby memory told clock:
“Hurroo! Sprung time,
you round, lurching discontent!”

Stubborn mirror gasps.

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Piano Lovesoft Music (‘Ulysses’ pages 262-312)

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Piano lovesoft music,
chords played florid Eden.

Hear shell: luguguubrious curlycues.
Beauty of deep moved song:
tap tip prrprr!

Chicken agreed with
superabundance of fear:
hid from rhino,
questioned snivelling barbers.
Resulting mollycoddle, deafening stinkpots.

Invigorating act starts courage—
hope/health happens heart!
Hearty tigers be in us.
Skies in music waves.

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

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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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Write Something Towards (‘Ulysses’ pages 160-210)

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Write something towards
bloodypapered stuff.

Smellsipped poison: burgundy nectar.
Smiledyawnednodded, said, “Prrwht!”

Do wines suppose quiet sorrows?
Glittereyed, John is one
possible softcreakfooted writer.

Remember Cordelia?
Paradoxes are husbandwords backward
flying warningfully to stayathome.

Mulligan leftherhis company.
Myriadminded, Venus brings another shakescene,
wooed catastrophe!

There, fingerponder life:
toyable,
play,
strive,
sunnywinking.

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