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 (2)

i loved reading this...... its his bday today.. wish i could send this to him i would mean every word u wrote...... great writing..... thanks a lot for sharing.....
I simply loved reading this.