Bloomsday

I

I had a sandwich there

And read the window and bronze plaque

but it was not Gorgonzola.

II

I passed the siren's tavern

which I did not see and crossed

quietly over the placid Liffey.

III

You would have laughed to see

my thrill at finding old Tommy Moore

and his once-urinal.

IV

Out past Dun Laoghaire

where the chill North Sea meets

the Forty Foot--the Martello Tower.

V

James Joyce hopscotched

every brick in Dublin to celebrate

the date of his love.

VI

Sirens and Cyclopes and Wandering Rocks all for a beer and some cheese.

VII

Breakfast kidneys and

chemist and Leopold leaves

Molly abed.

VIII

he thinks fine day for

a funeral even if I

flee and find my father.

XI

A fine edifice and fancy

facade for mothering maters

about to bear.

X

Ah rejoyce and rejoyce

again that we readjoyce for

doubling our Dublin.

XI

While just inside Stephen proves

by algebra he is the ghost of his own father,

Leopold loses it for a moment.

XII

And a toast to the place

In Paris that gave

the world Joyce's Dublin.