I love the humor and whimsy in this poem by Robert Frost The images are from walls in Massachusetts and Kentucky. 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 even two can pass abreast. The work of hunters is … Continue reading Mending Wall
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