Awake With Finnegan Poem by gershon hepner

I look into the mist and see
no glaring inconsistencys,
asleep, awake like Finnegan,
and ready to begin again,
completing what cannot be finished,
augmenting what had been diminished,
the question, 'See or not to see, '
the subject of mys odyssey,
oblivious of menaces
to exodus and genesis,
by exegesis wrapped in gnosis,
conflating Joyce's style with Moses.


Edna O'Brien describes James Joyce as 'a man of profligate tastes and blatant inconsistencies' ('James Joyce, ' Edna O'Brien, Lipper/Viking,1999) (reviewed by John Banville, 'The Motherless Child, ' The New York Review, December 16,1999) .

12/17/99,3/17/09