Padraic Colum

(8 December 1881 – 11 January 1972 / County Longford)

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  • Alison (3/31/2020 8:03:00 AM)

    My mother used to talk about my uncle Padraic and his friendship with James Joyce. I grew up believing he was a great writer and have had no reason to change my view now I am older.

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  • Michael McKernon (3/24/2019 2:17:00 PM)

    The great Irish poet Padraic Fiacc dedicated a poem to Colm. It was called 'GOODBYE TO COLUM'. Fiacc knew Colm and was much inspired by him in New York during the 1940's. He even took the pen name 'Fiacc' (Dark Bird) , opposite to Colm's, (Dove) , as a tribute to Colm.

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  • Isaac (12/3/2018 8:21:00 AM)

    this is like hitler and spongebob had a baby they would come out looking k=like that srry jokes

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  • Philomena grey (8/30/2018 7:41:00 AM)

    My great uncle

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  • Lillian hassall (7/10/2018 6:15:00 PM)

    I love this gentleman’s poetry thank you

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Best Poem of Padraic Colum

Old Woman Of The Roads

O, to have a little house!
To own the hearth and stool and all!
The heaped up sods against the fire,
The pile of turf against the wall!
To have a clock with weights and chains
And pendulum swinging up and down!
A dresser filled with shining delph,
Speckled and white and blue and brown!
I could be busy all the day
Clearing and sweeping hearth and floor,
And fixing on their shelf again
My white and blue and speckled store!
I could be quiet there at night
Beside the fire and by myself,
Sure of a bed and loth to leave
The ticking clock ...

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I Shall Not Die For Thee

O woman, shapely as the swan,
On your account I shall not die:
The men you've slain -- a trivial clan --
Were less than I.
I ask me shall I die for these --
For blossom teeth and scarlet lips --
And shall that delicate swan-shape
Bring me eclipse?
Well-shaped the breasts and smooth the skin,