James Joyce

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

James Joyce Poems

1. Villanelle Of The Temptress 2/9/2015
2. Song 2/2/2012
3. From 'Ulysses' 2/3/2015
4. A Portrait Of The Artist As A Young Man 2/9/2015
5. Though I Thy Mithridates Were 1/3/2003
6. Watching The Needleboats At San Sabba 1/3/2003
7. O, It Was Out By Donnycarney 1/3/2003
8. Tutto È Sciolto 1/3/2003
9. O Cool Is The Valley Now 1/3/2003
10. Silently She's Combing 1/3/2003
11. Of That So Sweet Imprisonment 1/3/2003
12. Who Goes Amid The Green Wood 1/3/2003
13. Thou Leanest To The Shell Of Night 1/3/2003
14. Simples 1/3/2003
15. O Sweetheart, Hear You 1/3/2003
16. Tilly 1/3/2003
17. Now, O Now In This Brown Land 1/3/2003
18. On The Beach At Fontana 1/3/2003
19. What Counsel Has The Hooded Moon 1/3/2003
20. The Ballad Of Persse O'Reilly 1/3/2003
21. Winds Of May 1/3/2003
22. When The Shy Star Goes Forth In Heaven 1/3/2003
23. This Heart That Flutters Near My Heart 1/3/2003
24. She Weeps Over Rahoon 1/3/2003
25. Strings In The Earth And Air 1/3/2003
26. My Love Is In A Light Attire 1/3/2003
27. The Twilight Turns 1/3/2003
28. Rain Has Fallen All The Day 1/3/2003
29. He Who Hath Glory Lost 1/3/2003
30. Bright Cap And Streamers 1/3/2003
31. Lightly Come Or Lightly Go 1/3/2003
32. I Would In That Sweet Bosom Be 1/3/2003
33. Dear Heart, Why Will You Use Me So? 1/3/2003
34. Bid Adieu To Maidenhood 1/3/2003
35. In The Dark Pine-Wood 1/3/2003
36. From Dewy Dreams 1/3/2003
37. Love Came To Us 1/3/2003
38. A Memory Of The Players In A Mirror At Midnight 1/3/2003
39. Lean Out Of The Window 1/3/2003
40. Go Seek Her Out 1/3/2003

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  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (1/27/2016 11:06:00 AM)

    '' His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead. ''
    James Joyce, Dubliners

  • Raymond Farrell (5/22/2015 9:08:00 PM)

    The real travesty in all this is James Joyce was not awarded a Nobel prize in literature.

  • Ronjoy Brahma Ronjoy Brahma (2/18/2015 12:27:00 PM)

    ..... Great poet, i love all your good definitions...

  • Pun Vibh (3/3/2014 1:52:00 AM)

    Can anyone help me with his daughter's Lucia Joyce's poems. I am a scholar and writing about Lucia Joyce. Please send your comments on punvibh@gmail.com

  • Sixth Sense (8/28/2013 12:33:00 PM)

    James Joyce was a very talented poet and author who thought much too highly of himself and his work. He is not as well read today probably because many of his writings are long, difficult, and hard to delve into. Joyce is not one of my favorite writers but some of his shorter prose and poems deserve a dissection. Dubliners is definitely worth reading and Araby is one of his best short stories although slightly weird in my opinion.

  • Hamish Morcom (1/5/2012 11:37:00 AM)

    I can imagine you were a fun guy when you weren't dead! Especially all the times you were an alcoholic! Finnegans wake was rubbish though, noone can understand it

  • Elena Borg (11/11/2011 4:00:00 PM)

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  • Olivia Rowland (4/1/2009 10:50:00 AM)

    I have made a large project involving James Joyce and am going to state competition. I LOVE RAIN HAS FALLEN ALL THE DAY, and recite it for part of our presentation.

  • David Mitchell (11/5/2005 4:49:00 PM)

    James Joyce's poetry contains a beauty of a kind that is not to be met with elsewhere. These verses are an important contribution to the universal poem that poets contribute to, and yet it would seem that few people have read them. Take up and read, take up and read. They are written from the heart.

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
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.

Read the full of All Day I Hear The Noise Of Waters

At That Hour

At that hour when all things have repose,
O lonely watcher of the skies,
Do you hear the night wind and the sighs
Of harps playing unto Love to unclose
The pale gates of sunrise?

When all things repose, do you alone
Awake to hear the sweet harps play
To Love before him on his way,

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