Friday, April 07, 2006

a commodius vicus of recirculation

"I'd die down over his feet, humbly dumbly, only to washup. Yes, tid. There's where. First. We pass through grass behush the bush to. Whish! A gull. Gulls. Far calls. Coming, far! End here. Us then. Finn, again! Take. Bussoftlhee, mememormee! Till thousendsthee. Lps. The keys to. Given! A way a lone a last a loved along the...................riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs."

That being the "final & first" (the book starts with riverrunand ends with the) passage of Finnegans Wake by James Joyce. Any wonder that I've not yet gone past page 8.

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