Padraic Colum

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

Laburnums - Poem by Padraic Colum

OVER old walls the Laburnums
hang cones of fire;
Laburnums that grow out of old
mould in old gardens:

Old maids and old men who have savings or pensions have
Shuttered themselves in the pales of old gardens.

The gardens grow wild; out of their mould the Laburnums
Draw cones of fire.

And we, who've no lindens, no palms, no cedars of Lebanon,
Rejoice you have gardens with mould, old men and old maids:

The bare and the dusty streets have now the Laburnums,
Have now cones of fire!


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 20, 2010



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