All Day I Hear The Noise Of Waters

All day I hear the noise of waters
Making moan,
Sad as the sea-bird is when, going
Forth alone,
He hears the winds cry to the water's
Monotone.

The grey winds, the cold winds are blowing
Where I go.
I hear the noise of many waters
Far below.
All day, all night, I hear them flowing
To and fro.

by James Joyce

Comments (10)

Lucid but powerful expression!
Beautiful poem. nice to read it.
Waters..............?
Nice one..............
.........wonderful poem...reads nicely ★
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