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Tuesday, May 06, 2003

 

James Joyce' dirty letters
Nora, my faithful darling, my seet-eyed blackguard schoolgirl, be my whore, my mistress, as much as you like (my little frigging mistress! My little fucking whore!) you are always my beautiful wild flower of the hedges, my dark-blue rain-drenched flower.
I love how this is exactly how I would expect Joyce's smutty letters to his wife to read, and yet it still sends jolts of suprise through me anyway.
And of course, this being Joyce, they have to have an introduction from somebody else telling you what's going on, even on a website.

posted by Jeff Lester | 8:58 AM |
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