Dancing Dust

Poems by Mollie Caird (1922-2000)

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Yes, I am young and foolish,
And my folly is a sin,
Polishing the crystal vials
To store my sorrow in;
Worshipping and evil thing
That cares not if I weep,
For the god has gone a journey,
Or perchance he is asleep.

Lord!  that my love were just enough
To martyr my desire,
Or my desire brave enough
To perish in love's fire —
Or might I have the strength to smash
The evil thing alone,
Myself the iconoclast of this
Dear idol I have known.


Green Book No.8   This untitled poem is headed with the final two lines of W.B. Yeats's 'Down by the Salley Gardens': "She bade me take love easy as the grass grows on the weirs, But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears".

May, 1943