PEAR TREE

by: Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961)

      ILVER 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.

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