Mesocosm

"A book must be the ax for the frozen sea within us." – Franz Kafka

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Mouth of the Seine, Honfleure
Claude Monet

Woodshadows floated silently by through the morning peace from the stairhead seaward where he gazed. Inshore and farther out the mirror of water whitened, spurned by lightshod hurrying feet. White breast of the dim sea. The twining stresses, two by two. A hand plucking the harpstrings, merging their twining chords. Wavewhite wedded words shimmering on to the dim tide.

A cloud began to cover the sun slowly, wholly, shadowing the bay in deeper green.

Ulysses

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Written by Mesocosm

January 3, 2013 at 11:55 am

Posted in Ephemera

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  1. This is as close as I will probably come to reading Ulysses . . . unless you decide to assemble a completely illustrated edition using great masters (like the Monet, here).

    Jody Stefansson

    January 4, 2013 at 7:19 pm


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