Dancing Dust
	Poems by Mollie Caird (1922-2000)
	A thought
Home Alphabetic index of poems Thematic index of poems Biography Gallery Contact and links	At the flea market this framed embroidered aphorism: ‘An immaculate house is the sign of a misspent life’. Getting and spending, persilling, vacuuming floors Or sewing purple cross-stitch, junk-stall destined, Who can say what powers are wasted? None, or all? Sometimes outsiders win the sordid boon stakes. Do scholars know if Wordsworth’s loo was harpicked, Or what was hung on Dorothy’s parlour wall? Oxford Magazine, Noughth Week, Trinity Term 1994