Flood
Goldbrown upon the sated flood The rockvine clusters lift and sway; Vast wings above the lambent waters brood Of sullen day. A waste of waters ruthlessly Sways and uplifts its weedy mane Where brooding day stares down upon the sea In dull disdain. Uplift and sway, O golden vine, Your clustered fruits to love’s full flood, Lambent and vast and ruthless as is thine Incertitude!
James Joyce’s other poems:
- Nightpiece
- Chamber Music. 26. Thou Leanest to the Shell of Night
- Lament for the Yeomen
- Tutto
- Simples
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