Strings in the earth and air
Strings in the earth and air
Make music sweet;
Strings by the river where
The willows meet.
There’s music along the river
For Love wanders there,
Pale flowers on his mantle,
Dark leaves on his hair.
All softly playing,
With head to the music bent,
And fingers straying
Upon an instrument.
-James Joyce
Tags: James Joyce, chamber music, poetry
October 25th, 2005 at 07:59 pm
keep it up james…gud one
October 25th, 2005 at 10:57 pm
I’m sure james would have kept it up upon your suggestion, only if he was still alive.
October 25th, 2005 at 11:00 pm
March 18th, 2006 at 02:48 pm