The events of the delightfully mind-cramping Ulysses take place on the 16th of June 1904, and fans of James Joyce have appropriately staked out this date to celebrate the author's life and work with readings, pub-crawls, parties and the like.
Here in New Orleans, the Bloomsday celebration is tonight at the Irish House. All attendees are invited to read at their pleasure. Some of my fellow denizens of the New Orleans Poetry Brothel will be performing Molly's erotic soliloquy from Ulysses, and it's sure to be a doozy. Nola.com did a short and sweet pre-write-up here if you're interested in more information.
I leave you with the closing lines of Ulysses. Say yes to the world.
I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another… then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.
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