Ece Puer (Of The Dark Past)

The album (Baptism by Joan Baez) from which I’ve been taking the settings for this series in National Poetry Month calls this poem Of The Dark Past. It is actually the poem Ecce Puer, by James Joyce.

Of The Dark PastCradle Bo Bartlett

Ecce Puer
James Joyce

Of the dark past
A child is born;
With joy and grief
My heart is torn.

Calm in his cradle
The living lies.
May love and mercy
Unclose his eyes!

Young life is breathed
On the glass;
The world that was not
Comes to pass.

A child is sleeping:
An old man gone.
O, father forsaken,
Forgive your son!


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