James Joyce Became A Dj In The West Of London Poem by Nicolas GRENIER
James Joyce Became A Dj In The West Of London
amber chamber
at the time
i am a lonely boy
one nine zero seven
sit in silence
summer birds
out of the blue
i give you pain
a shadow
of sadness
soul like strings
angel wings
diamond water
on a fragile skin
by the end
of the song
sleep now
sweet princess
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: london
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
james joyce, london, chamber, song, princess.
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