Padraic Colum

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

Padraic Colum Poems

81. The Old College 4/20/2010
82. Aquarium Fish 4/20/2010
83. The Sister's Lullaby 4/20/2010
84. An Drinaun Donn 4/20/2010
85. A Ballad Maker 4/20/2010
86. Polonius And The Ballad Singers 1/1/2004
87. Fourth Station 1/1/2004
88. A Saint 4/20/2010
89. An Old Woman Of The Roads 4/20/2010
90. A Poor Scholar Of The 'Forties 4/20/2010
91. Across The Door 4/20/2010
92. A Rann Of Exile 4/20/2010
93. I Shall Not Die For Thee 1/1/2004
94. An Old Song Re-Sung 4/20/2010
95. Old Men Complaining 1/1/2004
96. Monkeys 1/1/2004
97. The Plougher 1/1/2004
98. Tulips 1/1/2004
99. River-Mates 1/1/2004
100. Interior 4/20/2010
101. Crows 4/20/2010
102. She Moved Through The Faire 1/1/2004
103. A Cradle Song 1/1/2004
104. A Drover 1/1/2004
105. An Idyll 4/20/2010
106. Old Woman Of The Roads 1/1/2004

Comments about Padraic Colum

  • 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

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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Tulips

An age being mathematical, these flowers
Of linear stalks and spheroid blooms were prized
By men with wakened, speculative minds,
And when with mathematics they explored
The Macrocosm, and came at last to
The Vital Spirit of the World, and named it
Invisible Pure Fire, or, say, the Light,
The Tulips were the Light's receptacles.
The gold, the bronze, the red, the bright-swart Tulips!

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