Building Wall (After Robert Frost's Mending Wall) Poem by claude solnik

Building Wall (After Robert Frost's Mending Wall)



Building Wall
• (After Robert Frost's Mending Wall)

•Someone there is who truly loves a wall
•That separates the sky from the earth under it

•And rises boldly and blocks the mid-day sun
•And divides north from south and east from west.

•The work of legislators is a messy thing.
•Society is in constant need of immediate repair.

•But a wall is simple and obedient as a piece of stone.
•The wall's shadows leave no space for hiding.

•The stones barely leave room for air between.
•But it is real and strong as anything man has made.

•Walls stand as monuments to those who leave them there.
•While politicians argue endlessly on the hill,

•A wall is a dream worthy of a builder's mind.
•It will divide us as we should be once again.

•The wall will be the only thing we know
•Thanks to shoulders that rise to build and reach

•To build a wall that shall never fail or fall.
•There are no spells and yet a strange balance

•Comes from a wall forever as still as the earth turns.
•We can hold stones and enjoy handling them

•And build a wall as if we play a game.
•And to those who say, they want a door,

•I say, 'A wall is the most beautiful thing of all.'
•If God had built a wall around his orchard,

•No snake would have slithered across the grass,
•So anyone who doubts a wall, I tell him,

•'Remember good walls are better than good neighbors.'
•Winter may throw snow at it like thunder,

•But a wall as beautiful as a bed
•Lies down as if the world's at rest, isn't it?

•Crows can fly over it, but there are no crows.
•When I build a wall, I always know

•Who I am walling in and walling out
•Whether it be a true wall or a flimsy fence,

•Someone there is who truly loves a wall.
•That knows it is the illusion of a good defense.

•The Democrats may protest, though I'd rather
•Put them on the other side, if I could dare.

•And wall out people whose ideas I'd like to stop.
•But a wall I build is something that won't be harmed.

•It will stand for centuries, a monument to me.
•Longer than words carved in the skin of trees.

•It will last longer than a rally or a speech.
•I am someone who truly loves to build a wall.

•Because there is no such thing as a good neighbor anymore.

Building Wall (After Robert Frost's Mending Wall)
Monday, March 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: robert frost,solitude
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This is a variation on Robert Frost's famous poem
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