Sunday, April 12, 2009

Sunday Poetry: James Joyce

Sleep Now, O Sleep Now

Sleep now, O sleep now,
O you unquiet heart!
A voice crying "Sleep now"
Is heard in my heart.

The voice of the winter
Is heard at the door.
O sleep, for the winter
Is crying "Sleep no more."

My kiss will give peace now
And quiet to your heart -- -
Sleep on in peace now,
O you unquiet heart!

James Joyce


Blogger Cosa Nostradamus said...

Views from the Martello Tower. Nice.

Some Easter music. Or pagan chants. Whatever floats your coracle.

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