Here is the line:
“I am bombarded yet I stand.”
From Adrienne Rich, “Planetarium”
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Fenton Fallworthy had spent spring and summer vigilantly guarding the garden.
He stood there 24/7 to ward off varmints and did an excellent job. With the help of the breezes, his lanky arms and legs moved quite realistically frightening rabbits and crows.
The pride he took in his role shown on his face.
The harvest was now over and the tools had been oiled and stored, yet Fenton, curiously had not been retired to his spot in the shed. How had he been forgotten?
It was now mid-November and bitter winds began to blow.
SNOW! A snowstorm suddenly surrounded him.
Fenton felt his arms and legs stiffen. In his twelve years of faithful service, this had never happened. All he could do was apply himself as he always had.
An indomitable voice blew across the blanketed yard, ” I am bombarded yet I stand!”.