My Own Private Ulysses: “Let’s Do the Time Warp Again”
“He crossed at Nassau street corner and stood before the window of Yeates and Son, pricing the fieldglasses. Or will I drop into old Harris’s and have a chat with young Sinclair? Wellmannered fellow. Probably at his lunch. Must get those old glasses of mine set right.” – Leopold Bloom
Today’s timely Terrible Tercet -
Starbucks brews coffee for the masses,
Where Yeates and Son sold fieldglasses,
The better for Bloom to eye lasses’ asses.
Stay tuned for more mind-flips and time-slips.
Same Rocky time, same Horror channel.