Poetry collection
You who shall come, exalt these childless dead
As your great fathers, from whose fire you are bred;
The dead beget you now, for now they give
Their hope of sons, that you, their sons, may live.
From: T.W.E., E.F.A.G. and D.L.S., Oxford Poetry 1918, 1918, B. H. Blackwell: Oxford, p. 35.
(https://archive.org/details/oxfordpoetry1918oxfouoft)
Date: 1918
By: Charles Rischbieth Jury (1893-1958)
I. At the Conference of Poetry Police
an observer who claimed
that a tree was worth a thousand poets
was declared mentally ill
and unfit to work at the paper-mill.
II. The greatest disability
is wanting to be normal.
The second greatest
is normality.
From: Garwood, Andi and Weir, Anthony, Fearful Symmetry, 1996, Dissident Editions: Loughkeelan, Northern Ireland, p. 2.
(https://books.google.com.au/books?id=538vURta4JMC)
Date: 1996
By: Anthony Weir (1941- )
From Troubles of The World 