Dancing Dust
	Poems by Mollie Caird (1922-2000)
	Sonnet
Home Alphabetic index of poems Thematic index of poems Biography Gallery Contact and links	Nothing can ever change the face of night, Inscrutible and passionless behind Searchlights' mechanic bars, swung straightly white, Like blind men's sticks, — as groping and as blind. They are the engines of the infidels, Whose robot arms point mute hostility Athwart the stars rung more bright than midnight bells, And wiser than to mock futility. The unreproachful moon can bide her hour, Orion waits, all girt about with fire, The Pleides forge their encircled power, While all the world and I and my desire Are drawn into the black aspirant bars Of poplars striving to the strifeless stars.   Green Book No.6 March, 1943