Friday, 11 July 2014

On the Beach at Fontana by James Joyce

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! 

For those who think Joyce is difficult, this might come as a shock.  A lovely simple poem expressing a father's love for his child.

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