| Dancing Dust |
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| Poems by Mollie Caird (1922-2000) |
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| The moon |
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Fair and pitilessly bright The unsullied moon illumines white The black moss clinging to the stone — As God the uncomprehending night Of secrets I had thought my own. O God! Show mercy in thy power, And blast not the aspiring flower, Nor canker the implicit bud; Have pity on me in that hour When the moon is turned to blood. Undated, 1943-44 |