Bloomsday 2015 . . .
“Under the upswelling tide he saw the writhing weeds lift languidly and sway reluctant arms, hising up their petticoats, in whispering water swaying and upturning coy silver fronds. Day by day: night by night: lifted, flooded and let fall. Lord, they are weary: and, whispered to, they sigh.”
– Excerpt from “Episode 3 – Proteus” of Ulysses by James Joyce
Re-Joyce. Today is Bloomsday.
– rPs 06 16 2015
Postscript: I again refer to my definitive narrative on the significance of Bloomsday to Wildflowers of the West Village: “Bloomsday” https://wildflowersofthewestvillage.com/2010/06/16/bloomsday/