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


  • 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.”


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