[Jerome Betts]

Listers seem to crop up everywhere onced you are sensitised. The following is from a geology site. Perhaps some Eratogeologist can tell us what the technical terms are about. (I hope that's enough discussion, Maryann.)

Incidentally, crops up in the London Gazette for April 1945 as an 'Honorary Flight Lieutenant' (if I've understood the entry correctly) so may have been in the RAF in the war.

The Judgement, by R.P. Lister, 1960

I dreamed the judgement came to me by night
They stood around my bed, severe of mien
And asked one question “what is enstatite?”

“It is an orthorhombic pyroxene,”
I said, and as I spoke I heard the jangle
Of planets crashing down the cosmic seas.

I added hastily: “It’s cleavage angle
is eighty-seven (more or less) degrees.
If it were fifty-six, not eighty-seven

We should, quite clearly, have an amphibole.”
At this they swept me, singing up to heaven,
Where angels’ hands received my battered soul.