for Lily Poritz
Lily, if the lilies did not
Wither and soon lose their graces
I would name you perfect lily
of the editorial councils.
But they wither, these bright lilies
and leave withered hopes beside them.
Few amongst them bloom a season.

So for lastingness I'll name you
Jewel, that has the fire reflecting
In immobile minds of authors,
Not to speak of innate radiance.
Jewel of editors you are titled
By these presents, Padraic Colum.

       - Padraic Colum, 1964