n.p. n.pub. n.d. Anonymously produced poster featuring Jarrell's bleak poem, with image of a plane plummetting. Light edgewear, otherwise very good.
"From my mother’s sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose."