Hilda Doolittle

(10 September 1886 – 27 September 1961 / Bethlehem, Pennsylvania)

Pear Tree - Poem by Hilda Doolittle

Silver dust
lifted from the earth,
higher than my arms reach,
you have mounted.
O silver,
higher than my arms reach
you front us with great mass;

no flower ever opened
so staunch a white leaf,
no flower ever parted silver
from such rare silver;

O white pear,
your flower-tufts,
thick on the branch,
bring summer and ripe fruits
in their purple hearts.

Topic(s) of this poem: tree


Comments about Pear Tree by Hilda Doolittle

  • (10/10/2016 6:45:00 AM)


    such a great poem, in a few words I can say I see what was going on in your imagination. (Report) Reply

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  • Susan Williams (12/5/2015 5:25:00 PM)


    A visual feast offered by a poem (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 23, 2014


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