Tag: Finnegans Wake

Our dear lady's ordeal (nee Bareniece Maxwelton) with a keen sense for household matters (as the story goes) continued as usual with domestic chores. But, seizing the key in her hand, she broached the subject among a hundred and eleven others with her customary grace. "No peaches and melons for thee, Pomeranian!" she said, tucking … Continue reading Here Comes Everybody’s Karma (19)

When the ever-faithful friend to all creatures, tigerwood roadstaff by his side, was moving gracefully across the vast expanse of our grandest park in his rubber cap and substantial belt and leather bags, he encountered a fellow with a pipe. The latter, the mischief maker, not the innocent one (who, chances are, is still wandering … Continue reading Here Comes Everybody’s Karma (18)

In the embrace of another tide, the magnificent twin-turbine sailing vessel, The Bey, graces this archipelago as its inaugural visiting schooner. Adorning her prow as a figurehead is a resplendent waxen enchantress in the likeness of the Wicklow pattern, while the illustrious specter of the Dead Sea dugong emerges, upwelling from the depths, ceaselessly performing … Continue reading Here Comes Everybody’s Karma (15)

Your allure is within the domain of Sahul’s. And that is unquestionably true to the core of your being. Your shuck tick is remarkable. Furthermore, that particular textile is exceedingly exquisite. The weary journey to Lafayette has come to an end. Halt in your tracks, my dear! Do not be restless! Anubis, the vigilant guardian … Continue reading Here Come Everybody’s Karma (14)

From the magnificent isle of triangular Touche-a-terre, nestled amidst the lush wet prairie, emerged Paddy Wippingham and his entourage, as they navigated their way to the bounty of prohibitive pomeracs. Their arrival sent ripples through our tranquil surroundings, leaving an air of opulence that none could rival. Some may strive to divide or conquer, but … Continue reading Here Comes Everybody’s Karma (11)

She has carefully arranged the coachman's lantern to better snoop (whoever is cute goes backward and whispers around) and all stolen goods go into her knapsack: silk ribbons and shimmering buttons, soft slippers and flasks from all corners of the world, musical instruments and sacred amulets, maps, keys, and piles of coins, along with jeweled … Continue reading Here Comes Everybody’s Karma (6)