If it is the consensus of the ORT that it should be removed I will do so voluntarily. John D - My comment is more about how Frost, through this poem in particular, has influenced my own worldview. He says again, 'Good fences make good neighbors.' He will not go behind his father's saying,Īnd he likes having thought of it so well Not of woods only and the shade of trees. In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed. That wants it down.' I could say 'Elves' to him,īut it's not elves exactly, and I'd ratherīringing a stone grasped firmly by the top Where there are cows? But here there are no cows. 'Why do they make good neighbors? Isn't it

Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder He only says, 'Good fences make good neighbors.' There where it is we do not need the wall:Īnd eat the cones under his pines, I tell him. We wear our fingers rough with handling them.

'Stay where you are until our backs are turned!'

We have to use a spell to make them balance: To each the boulders that have fallen to each.Īnd some are loaves and some so nearly balls No one has seen them made or heard them made,īut at spring mending-time we find them there. Where they have left not one stone on a stone,īut they would have the rabbit out of hiding, That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,Īnd spills the upper boulders in the sun Īnd makes gaps even two can pass abreast. Something there is that doesn't love a wall,

The poem mending wall by robert frost