Attentiveness, of

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After spending time wandering streets and alleys, mainly alleys and visions and plagues with the consistent presence of the shadowy tormenting Joyce’s lethal chamber. Ashes to ashes. Drowning they say is the pleasantest.Cremation better. The final elegiac stories of a melancholic litany of overlaps and so on to a ridiculed infinity. Precarious. Proleptic memory. The ultimate revelation; honorificabilitudinitatibus pre-emptiness; aimless ‘of’ and of ‘but’. Only let it form into my hands through a ventriloquist’s revolving door, yes, within my hands; let it craddle like a whisky glass. This. Yes, this; mind you. Will be. (Is) the concluding



Italics: Excerpts from James Joyce’s Ulysses


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