“Then, as they land, they hear the tolling bell
Reaching across the landscape of hysteria,
To where larger than all the charcoaled batteries
And imaged towers against that dying sky,
Religion stands, the church blocking the sun.”

—  Stephen Spender

"The Landscape near an Aerodrome"
Poems (1933)

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