Poem by Robert Lee Frost (1874-1963)




Lodged

 

The rain to the wind said,
'You push and I'll pelt.'
They so smote the garden bed
That the flowers actually knelt,
And lay lodged, though not dead.
I know how the flowers felt.

 

 

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I always think of Frost as being that dignified old New England poet who wrote "The Road Not Taken" and spoke at John Kennedy's inauguration. In fact, he was much more three-dimensional, interesting, wide-ranging, sometimes even playful.
2022-01-11