“How to be happy, civilisation's bait, Is vomited up on every peaceful day And redevoured by dogs. - Easter, 1939 ” — W.J. Turner Copy Share Image
“Could I weep my soul Into one precious pearl Deep in the sea I'd let it lie Lost, where no waves curl. - Lament ” — W.J. Turner Copy Share Image
“How to be happy, civilisation's bait, Is vomited up on every peaceful day And redevoured by dogs. - Easter, 1939 ” — W.J. Turner Copy Share Image
