Tag: Robert Frost
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Rain on Frost is not a pretty thing
Frost wrote the poem, Lodged. The first two lines are these: The rain to the wind said, “You push and I’ll pelt,” I erred Friday by leaving a window open a crack before I went out. It rained while I was away. Our Works of Robert Frost is toast. The wind and rain pushed and pelted—and for a short time,…