Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun;
And makes gaps that even two can pass abreast.
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-Robert Frost
Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun;
And makes gaps that even two can pass abreast.
* * * *
-Robert Frost
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My favorite poet and a great image to master the words.
Another great shot,Marty. This is the poem I chose when asked to read at the poetry event last year at the Sawyer Free. I suppose the most famous line is “Good fences make good neighbors,” but I think the heart of the poem is:
“Before I built a wall I’d ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out
And to whom I was like to give offence.”