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paigerella

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Mar 16, 2007, 1:25:55 PM3/16/07
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Happy St. Patrick's Day, Everyone!!!
 
As a St. Patrcik's Day treat, I want to share with you this limerick that Imperial Guy wrote:
 

There once was an expatriate, James Joyce
Who wrote prose because it suited his voice.
His thought sense completely entangled
The reader, these words she bing-bangled
And now Guinness is her drink of first choice.

 

 

Yay!!! Isn't it great? !

 

Also, if you're looking for Ulysses online, there's:

 

  http://www.doc.ic.ac.uk/~rac101/concord/texts/ulysses/

 

And, if you want a silly short film about Joyce and Beckett, go to:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p856CfM64w8

 

It's funny. I question whether Joyce would act like that, though :).

 

(both of these sources were passed to me by another listener- thank you!)

 

Happy St. Patrick's Day!!!

 

"The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails."

James Joyce (1882 – 1941)
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916)

 

 

 

 

hornadaytoday

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May 4, 2007, 11:48:14 AM5/4/07
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Very nice. Here's one for you:

There once was an artist called Stephen
With Homer he tried to get even
So he and Bloom walk
Around Dublin and talk
About all the things they believe in

I'm writing a series of LImericks, one for each episode. I'm about
half way through so far. I'll post more when I get a few extra
minutes.
(Actually, I'm writing a series of series of Limericks, but some of
the other series are pretty obtuse....)


The word will set you free!


hornadaytoday

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May 8, 2007, 2:51:43 PM5/8/07
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Here are a few more Limericks to consider...

"Telemachus"
The story begins in a tower
Where 8 o'clock is the hour
Young Buck and Sir Haines
Make light of his pains
But wait till he meets Mr. Flower

"Nestor"
At 10 o'clock school is in session
It starts with a history lesson
To the past Stephen reaches
Half-heartedly teaches
For his own past he must make confession

- The Granola Poet

paigerella

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May 8, 2007, 3:43:11 PM5/8/07
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These are great! Would you mind if I read them on the PodCast?
 
-paigerella :)

 

Granola Poet

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May 8, 2007, 4:17:18 PM5/8/07
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That would be great. There's plenty more where that came from.
Eventually I'll have a Limerick for each episode of Ulysses, but I'll
need a couple more weeks. And some episodes have more than one
Limerick.

Is there a way to listen to your podcast without an iPod? Can you send
me a link?

Au revoir,
GP

The Granola Poet Weaving whimsical lyrics against the grain since 1981

Granola Poet

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May 8, 2007, 5:07:12 PM5/8/07
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Pg...
I found your podcast. Awesome! But I can only listen on my laptop, so
I'll have to multi-task on that at a later juncture. I can't wait to
hear your version of the Sirens!
GP

On May 8, 2007, at 12:43 PM, paigerella wrote:

paigerella

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May 8, 2007, 5:35:16 PM5/8/07
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My version of the Sirens?
 
Ack! I have to definitely read ahead and peruse the Blamires, then. Thanks for the head's up!
 
-paigerella :)

 

hornadaytoday

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May 9, 2007, 3:45:37 PM5/9/07
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The podcast is brilliant. Now I just need to configure a better sound
system so I can listen to more of it at a good volume. It's hard to
listen to Ulysses at work, but some how I still manage to write
Limericks al day.

"Paigerella"
There's a scholar who lives by the bay
With a passion for drama I'd say
But the 16th of June
May drive her to ruin
For she's madly obsessed by that day

Go Paigerella!
-GP

hornadaytoday

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May 11, 2007, 2:17:49 PM5/11/07
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"Proteus"
Introducing the protean mind
Streaming with thoughts of all kind
The king changes shapes
As our hero escapes
On a quest for a woman who's kind

"Calypso"
Calypso is leading a life of seduction
As Leopold seldom attempts reproduction
Their home goes to Blazes
While Bloom simply gazes
At maidens who gaily portend his destruction


- Granola Poet

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