Poem by Robert Frost
"Lodged" is a short garden poem written by Frost. In six little lines, he connects himself to the flowers in the flowerbed, pelted by wind and rain, yet through it all, managing to survive.
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.