I'll answer it
Guan 46
Lu 1 2020-03-03
pear
Hilda Doolittle
Silver dust and fog
Rise from the ground
I can't reach it.
You have risen so high.
Oh, silver
I can't reach it.
You bloom to us.
There are no other flowers to bloom.
Such strong pure white petals
No other flower can get such rare silver.
And then separate out the silver.
Oh, white pears
You flower clusters
Bloom in the branches
Use your purple heart medal
Bring summer and ripe fruit.