Twining stresses

"Inshore and farther out the mirror of water whitened, spurned by lightshod hurrying feet. White breast of the dim sea. The twining stresses, two by two. A hand plucked the harpstrings, merging their twining chords. Wavewhite wedded words shimmering on the dim tide." Joyce’s prose lushly imitates the sounds coupling within the mind of a young artist who still thinks of himself as a poet more than a fiction-writer.

John Hunt 2011


North Coast of the Dingle Peninsula, oil pastel by Helene Brennan. Source: www.helene-brennan.com.