| Dancing
Dust |
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| 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 |