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Guns are being seized.

Government stockpiles ammo.

Insurrection soon?!

Here dead lie we because we did not choose

To live and shame the land from which we sprung.

Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose;

But young men think it is, and we were young.

Housman rivals Shakespeare in what might be termed "direct statement." Housman is certainly a major poet, and one of our very best critics of society, war and religion, along with William Blake, Mark Twain and Oscar Wilde.

There is no glory in outstripping donkeys.—Marcus Valerius Martial

The Garden

by Ezra Pound

Like a skein of loose silk blown against a wall

She walks by the railing of a path in Kensington Gardens,

And she is dying piece-meal

of a sort of emotional anemia.

And round about there is a rabble

Of the filthy, sturdy, unkillable infants of the very poor.

They shall inherit the earth.

In her is the end of breeding.

Her boredom is exquisite and excessive.

She would like some one to speak to her,

And is almost afraid that I

will commit that indiscretion.

Ezra Pound's "The Garden" is a wonderful miniature of "proper society" and its class distinctions. Like India, western nations have their castes, and the poor especially are discriminated against everywhere.

As blushing may make a whore seem virtuous, so modesty may make a fool seem sensible.—Jonathan Swift

Jerusalem

by William Blake

And did those feet in ancient time

Walk upon England's mountains green?

And was the holy Lamb of God

On England's pleasant pastures seen?

And did the Countenance Divine

Shine forth upon our clouded hills?

And was Jerusalem builded here

Among these dark Satanic mills?

Bring me my bow of burning gold:

Bring me my arrows of desire:

Bring me my spear: O clouds unfold!

Bring me my chariot of fire.

I will not cease from mental fight,

Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand

Till we have built Jerusalem

In England's green and pleasant land.

What Blake called "Satanic mills" the American president Dwight D. Eisenhower would later call the "military-industrial complex." Blake's Funny poem is a poetic call to arms against church and state, as long as they practice false religion, voodoo economics and war.

If you think you're too small to make an impact, try going to bed with a mosquito.—Edith Sitwell

Advice for Winston

by T. Merrill

Why not just impose the old Zurich curfew,

drive everyone indoors early, arrest

anyone caught in the street past eleven.

Surely that would bring to an end

all disapproved transactions

conducted in the blind of night

as well as providing a superabundance

of quietude, a lullaby

for the fierce upholders of right.

Maybe you've never been approached

by someone peddling forbidden fruit

and felt glad the option was there,

but far better they, any day, I'd say

than heaven's unleashed hounds

accosting anyone they please

with gratuitous curiosities.

Do you really want to live that way?

And now with all the good people

being asked to spy on everyone else

and supplement the force, Winston,

make yourself thin, shrink

out of the screen's wide eye,

it's a quarter century ago,

and so,

1984, here we come

Tom Merrill is obviously not a fan of "the fierce upholders of right" but the real question is why so many voters in supposedly "free" societies abide "heaven's unleashed hounds." Funny politic poems Prohibition didn't stop anyone from drinking, but it did put a lot of money and power in the hands of men like Al Capone. Hasn't the "war on drugs" accomplished very similar ends, without preventing anyone from using if they really want to?

The births of all things are weak and tender,

therefore we should have our eyes intent on beginnings.