Dancing Dust

Poems by Mollie Caird (1922-2000)

The spring's encrease
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Come, love, and blow the paly candle out,
Shatter the crystal vials one by one,
And spill the unlamented tears about
The wide earth, warming in your love's bright sun.

Lives then the dream? And my poor broken song
Become an elegy for wasted grief;
Did I account a year of waiting long?
Ten, twenty such would be as minutes brief.

The end thus sure.  Forego the elegy
And swan-song of the half-remembered tears;
Untune them in our love's new symphony
That fades the very music of the spheres.


Green Book No.9 

June, 1943