Friday, January 3, 2003

A Memory Of The Players In A Mirror At Midnight Comments

Rating: 3.5

They mouth love's language. Gnash
The thirteen teeth
Your lean jaws grin with. Lash
Your itch and quailing, nude greed of the flesh.
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James Joyce
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Douglas Scotney 03 May 2019

must like garlic you would think

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Sylvia Frances Chan 03 May 2019

CONGRATULATIONS as Classic Poem Of The Day, JJ the famous Only One.

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Castellenas John 03 May 2019

Amazing poetry by James Joyce.

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Edward Kofi Louis 03 May 2019

Skin and bone! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 03 May 2019

This is a beautiful poem on love having fascinating expression.

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Seize the day grab the brass ring and live to love.a ten..

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Julia Luber 03 May 2019

Clever and nippy for Joyce- a little bit cat got your tongue.

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Ramesh T A 03 May 2019

Passionate love is pretty well expressed by the great poet!

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