Robert Lee Frost (Роберт Ли Фрост)

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.

Robert Lee Frost’s other poems:

  1. Looking for a Sunset Bird in Winter
  2. The Investment
  3. Reluctance
  4. Pan with Us
  5. Never Again Would Bird’s Song Be the Same

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