Beckett's Bicycle
Beck
ett’s
bicycle
has
neith
er
a
horn
nor
a
brake
tyres
fluting
gravel
a
play
ing
card
of
Joyce
in
the
wick
of
the
spokes
the
stench
of
cab
bage
and
onions
boil
ed
skins
on
ett’s
bicycle
has
neith
er
a
horn
nor
a
brake
tyres
fluting
gravel
a
play
ing
card
of
Joyce
in
the
wick
of
the
spokes
the
stench
of
cab
bage
and
onions
boil
ed
skins
on
posted by Stephen Rowntree @ 8:40 PM
5 Comments:
Like this a lot ... particularly the Joyce card in the spokes, so it whirs as it goes along.
aahhh so cute...well written and the effect is amazing:)
Thanks, it started out linear then fell willy-nilly into a downward spiral.
We Montrealers ruined many a Habs hockey card clipped in the spokes of our 10-speed tyres.
it might have "started" linear but it took the dance of vertical! fine spin there, on the giacomojoycebeckettlineage.
I loved the bit with the spokes as well. It's great. You can just hear that noise as you read it. I love the way that is moves down the page symbolically too. Wonderful.
Also, it's interesting because over here, we have this English poet who wrote a poem, which repeats 'And the smell of the cabbage' which really creates a feeling of movement. Your poem made me think of it. It's by Simon Armitage. Just my mind making Joycean leapsxx
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