James Joyce

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

All Day I Hear The Noise Of Waters - Poem by James Joyce

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
Monotone.

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.


Comments about All Day I Hear The Noise Of Waters by James Joyce

  • Freshman - 770 Points Birgitta Abimbola Heikka (7/27/2014 6:17:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem. Enjoyed the contents and rhthm (Report) Reply

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  • Freshman - 789 Points Stephen W (7/27/2014 11:13:00 AM)

    Interesting rhyme scheme. I may give it a go. I doubt it's surreal. He lived in Ireland. (Report) Reply

    Freshman - 789 Points Stephen W (7/4/2015 4:17:00 PM)

    If this post is not clear, I meant that it seems a straightforward depiction of the Irish Atlantic coast.

  • Gold Star - 4,995 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (7/27/2013 9:53:00 AM)

    Fantastic hallucination appearing from the soul indeed. Actually philosophy guides us sometimes to live on subconscious, perhaps. Flowing Water is the symbol of ceaseless life-force. The man or any artist who can touch this soil by his meditation.... this can happen to a personality, perhaps.....I feel it's a su-real writing. Good post...................................Pranab k c (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 278 Points Jack Growden (7/27/2013 4:55:00 AM)

    Please read my collection! I am a young, aspiring poet from Australia. Comment and rate as you wish. Thanks sincerely! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 166 Points Ronn Michael Salinas (7/30/2012 11:23:00 PM)

    making moan lol awkwardness (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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