The moon's greygolden meshes make
All nights a veil,
The shorelamps in the sleeping lake
Laburnum tendrils trail
The sly reeds whisper to the night
A name - his name -
And all my soul is a delight,
A swoon of shame
[James Joyce]
AloneThe moon's greygolden meshes make All nights a veil, The shorelamps in the sleeping lake Laburnum tendrils trail The sly reeds whisper to the night A name - his name - And all my soul is a delight, A swoon of shame [James Joyce] |