NP - Finnegans Wake

[Erik T. Burns]

did you catch the reference to OBA?

http://www.trentu.ca/faculty/jjoyce/fw-461.htm

"calvescatcher Pinchapoppapoff, who is going to be a jennyroll"

o-or maybe it's this one:

"Let sit on this anthill for our frilldress talk after this day of
making blithe inveiled the heart before our groatsupper serves to us
Panchomaster and let harleqwind play peeptomine up all our
colombinations!"

http://www.trentu.ca/faculty/jjoyce/fw-360.htm

Love Finnegans Wake; I "read" it when in college but would never try
something so silly again. It's like Anna Livia Plurabelle, for dipping
into every now and again, for a cleansing (or dirtying) bath.





On Mon, Dec 19, 2011 at 1:07 PM, Bekah <bekah0176 at sbcglobal.net> wrote:
> Self-promo time, I suppose.   I just finished FW  yesterday.  It took me 7 months with about 10 weeks off for a vacation.  I read a very little bit at a time - maybe 1 or 2 pages -  two or three times a day -  it became like a little meditational for me.  It's so disjointed that this method worked and I can't really think of any other book which is so language oriented you honestly don't have to follow along with any idea, theme or  plot.  Maybe the Bible. ?
>
> I enjoyed it muchly.  It's very rich in it's own way but it sounds like a bunch of gobbeldy gook at first.  For me it was like a very thick Irish brogue with an abundance of word-play and phonetic spellings from a narrator who is sleeping and maybe half drunk to boot.   The narrative clears up and then fogs over again like the narrator/protagonist is going into deeper sleep and then coming back out of it and so on with his language just flowing on like a river - stream of SUBconsciousness.   Here's a clip of how it does that (page 409/Penguin):
>
> Goodbye now, Shaun replied, with a voice pure as a church-mode, in
> echo rightdainty, with a good catlick tug at his coco-moss candylock,
> a foretaste in time of his cabbageous brain's curlyflower. Athiacaro!
> Comb his tar odd gee sing your mower.  O meeow? Greet thee Good? How
> are them columbuses! Lard have mustard on them! Fatiguing, very
> fatiguing. Hobos horn-knees and the corveeture of my spine. Poumeerme!
> My heaviest crux and dairy lot it is, with a bed as hard as the
> thinkamuddles of the Greeks and a board as bare as a Roman altar.
>
> Bekah
> http://beckylindroos.wordpress.com/