… R.T.’s Commonplace Blog: Happy birthday, H.D.
One day, when I was maybe 15, I stopped by the Holmesburg library, the public library nearest to where I lived, and came upon, for the first time, H. D.’s poetry. One poem in particular, “Pear Tree,” caught my attention, and converted me to poetry. I knew nothing about H. D. at the time, though I learned she was a woman named Hilda Doolittle, but I think I fell at least half in love with her that day.
One day, when I was maybe 15, I stopped by the Holmesburg library, the public library nearest to where I lived, and came upon, for the first time, H. D.’s poetry. One poem in particular, “Pear Tree,” caught my attention, and converted me to poetry. I knew nothing about H. D. at the time, though I learned she was a woman named Hilda Doolittle, but I think I fell at least half in love with her that day.
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