Katharine Tynan Poems
- Any Woman I am the pillars of the house; The keystone of the...
- A Song Of Spring The Spring comes slowly up this ...
- Blessings God bless the little orchard brown Where the sap ...
- Autumnal THE Autumn leaves are dying quietly, Scarlet and ...
- Sheep And Lambs All in the April evening, April airs were ...
- Alienation For the first time since he was born Her son, her...
- A Lament CLOUDS is under clouds and rain For there will not ...
Katharine Tynan was an Irish-born writer, known mainly for her novels and poetry. After her marriage in 1898 to the writer and barrister Henry Albert Hinkson (1865–1919) she usually wrote under the name Katharine Tynan Hinkson (or Katharine Tynan-Hinkson or Katharine Hinkson-Tynan). Of their three children, Pamela Hinkson (1900–1982) was also known as a writer.
Tynan was born into a large farming family in Clondalkin, County Dublin, and educated at a convent school in Drogheda. Her poems were first published in 1878. She met and became friendly with the poet Gerard Manley Hopkins in 1886. Tynan went on to play a major part in Dublin literary circles, until she... more »
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I am the pillars of the house;
The keystone of the arch am I.
Take me away, and roof and wall
Would fall to ruin me utterly.
I am the fire upon the hearth,
I am the light of the good sun,
I am the heat that warms the earth,
Which else were colder than a stone.
At me the children warm their hands;
I am their light of love alive.
Without me cold the hearthstone stands,
Nor could the precious children thrive.
I am the twist that holds together
The children in its sacred ring,
Their knot of love, from whose close tether
No lost child goes ...