Monday, October 25, 2010

Two Poems by James Joyce


A FLOWER
GIVEN TO MY DAUGHTER


Frail the white rose and frail are
Her hands that gave
Whose soul is sere and paler
Than time's wan wave.

Rosefrail and fair--yet frailest
A wonder wild
In gentle eyes thou vielest,
My blueveined child.


Trieste, 1913


ON THE BEACH AT FONTANA

Wind whines and whines the shingle,
The crazy pierstakes groan;
A senile sea numbers each single
Slimesilvered stone.

From whining wind and colder
Grey sea I wrap him warm
And touch his trembling fineboned shoulder
And boyish arm.

Around us fear, descending
Darkness of fear above
And in my heart how deep unending
Ache of love!

Trieste, 1914