Updated: Aug 15, 2023
“The virgin at Hodges Figgis’ window on Monday looking in for one of the alphabet books you were going to write. Keen glance you gave her.” – Stephen Dedalus
Today’s Terrible Tercet:
On a shelf of the Hodges Figgis bookshop:
Their exclusive edition of Useless is tiptop.
There I go again - another malaprop.
Stay tuned for more mouth malfunctions.
Same Freudian time, same slippery channel.
- Aug 6, 2023
“Who? the professor said, turning. They’re gone round to the Oval for a drink. Paddy Hooper is there with Jack Hall. Came over last night.” – Ulysses, James Joyce
In a Pint Glass of the Oval Bar
The chocolate cascade of the nation’s libation:
The miracle of transubstantiation.
Stay tuned for more beatific beer reviews.
Same divine time, same deified channel.
- Jul 29, 2023
“Shapely goddesses…Can see them library museum standing in the round hall, naked goddesses. Aids to digestion…And we stuffing food in one hole and out behind…They have no. Never looked. I’ll look today.” – Leopold Bloom
Today’s matinee features three original three-liners:
A Hemingway Half-Dozen Prose Poem, an Ezraku, and a truly Terrible Tercet.
What subject matter could possibly inspire such fecundity?
Today’s Hemingway Half-Dozen Prose Poem -
Bloom’s goals:
Leisurely strolls,
Goddesses’ bungholes.
Today’s Ezraku -
In a Museum of Kildare Street
The boon of Bloom’s sniffing snoot:
Venus’ white plaster poop chute.
Today’s Terrible Tercet -
Malachi Mulligan’s hilarious and heinous.
He warns Stephen of Bloom’s gayness.
Did Bloom ever locate that statue’s anus?
Stay tuned for more callipygian catastrophes.
Same gluteus time, same maximus channel.