James Joyce


Gold-brown upon the sated flood
The rock-vine clusters lift and sway:
Vast wings above the lambent waters brood
Of sullen day.

A waste of waters ruthlessly
Sways and uplifts its weedy mane,
Where brooding day stares down upon the sea
In dull disdain.

Uplift and sway, O golden vine,
Thy clustered fruits to love's full flood,
Lambent and vast and ruthless as is thine


Poems by This Author

Ulysses [excerpt] by James Joyce
and Gibraltar as a girl
A Memory Of the Players In a Mirror at Midnight by James Joyce
They mouth love's language. Gnash
Ecce Puer by James Joyce
Of the dark past
I Hear an Army by James Joyce
I hear an army charging upon the land
Song by James Joyce
My love is in a light attire
The Dead [excerpt] by James Joyce

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