I name you Mr. Anon, gladiolus seedling,
For a beloved person in a strange and beautiful book.
Your colour is strange and lovely, seedling gladiolus,
Is it prune? or petunia? or peradventure puce?
You shall grow here, Mr Anon, with Niagara and Ali,
With Blue Jay and Schwaben, beside the yellow rose-bed,
With all the new and beautiful, tall, straight gladioluses,
Purple, and nankeen yellow, and heliotrope.
From a Garden in the Antipodes (Sidgwick & Jackson, 1929)