"Margate is rather Queer...and we don't dislike it"
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull root with spring rain...
...That corpse you planted last year in your garden,
'Has it began to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?..."
The above extracts seem appropriate to accompany the Lee Harvey Pansy.