Saturday, 26 November 2011

Coluim Wallace (1796 - 1906) the Old Poet

An Irish poet
of the genuine coin
and stamp

He hailed from

His head was a trove
of handpicked humour
and farfetched oddments

His songs were
flights and fancies . . .


A barefooted gossoon . . .

he lived through the 'stirring epoch'
as P H Pearse called it

In An Claidheamh Soluis
one time


. . . 'twas the 'stirring epoch'

of the Irish famine
the French at Killala
of O'Connel for Clare
of Waterloo
of Robert Emmet
in Marshallsea Lane


In later years

the poet grew old
and broke
and blind . . .

He entered Oughterhead

And it was there
that he
sang his very last note
and they all agreed
that he'd always
be remembered . . .

as the oldest man
in Connemara!

Wallace lived in three centuries:
the 18th, 19th and 20th and when
he died he was 110 years of age.

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