James Joyce

(2 February 1882 – 13 January 1941 / Dublin / Ireland)

James Joyce Poems

41. Flood 1/3/2003
42. Ecce Puer 1/3/2003
43. Dear Heart, Why Will You Use Me So? 1/3/2003
44. Bright Cap And Streamers 1/3/2003
45. Bid Adieu To Maidenhood 1/3/2003
46. Because Your Voice Was At My Side 1/3/2003
47. Be Not Sad 1/3/2003
48. Bahnhofstrasse 1/3/2003
49. At That Hour 1/3/2003
50. Alone 1/3/2003
51. All Day I Hear The Noise Of Waters 1/3/2003
52. A Prayer 1/3/2003
53. A Portrait Of The Artist As A Young Man 2/9/2015
54. A Memory Of The Players In A Mirror At Midnight 1/3/2003
55. A Flower Given To My Daughter 1/3/2003
Best Poem of James Joyce

All Day I Hear The Noise Of Waters

All day I hear the noise of waters
Making moan,
Sad as the sea-bird is when, going
Forth alone,
He hears the winds cry to the water's

The grey winds, the cold winds are blowing
Where I go.
I hear the noise of many waters
Far below.
All day, all night, I hear them flowing
To and fro.

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In The Dark Pine-Wood

In the dark pine-wood
I would we lay,
In deep cool shadow
At noon of day.

How sweet to lie there,
Sweet to kiss,
Where the great pine-forest
Enaisled is!

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