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Fireworks is written by Amy Lowell.

You hate me and I hate you,
And we are so polite, we two!
But whenever I see you, I burst apart
And scatter the sky with my blazing heart.
In spits and sparkles in stars and balls,
Buds into roses--and flares, and falls.
Scarlet buttons, and pale green disks,
Silver spirals and asterisks,
Shoot and tremble in a mist
Peppered with mauve and amethyst.
I shine in the windows and light up the trees,
And all because I hate you, if you please.
And when you meet me, your rend asunder
And go up in a flaming wonder
Of safferon cudes, and crimons moons,
And wheels all amaranths and moroons.
Goldon lozenges and spades,
Arrows of malachites and jades,
Patens of copper, azure sheaves.
As you mount, you flash in glossy leaves.
Such fireworks as we make, we two!
Because you hate me and I hate you.

Fireworks is a great poem and easy to read

Thank you for visiting. 

Amy Lowell


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