James Joyce

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

Lean Out Of The Window - Poem by James Joyce

Lean out of the window,
Goldenhair,
I hear you singing
A merry air.

My book was closed,
I read no more,
Watching the fire dance
On the floor.

I have left my book,
I have left my room,
For I heard you singing
Through the gloom.

Singing and singing
A merry air,
Lean out of the window,
Goldenhair.


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  • (6/29/2014 11:20:00 AM)


    Syd Barrett- Golden Hair, very touching (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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