How did it happen Robert
so turned around in academia
“Good neighbors make good fences”
is all they heard and how they taught
so misconstrued the Mending Wall
would rob you of your laureate
but that sounds too academia racist
not all of any group is one thing or another
extremes are always in the peripheral
the lowest common denominator and the pompous
where poetry rules and regulations became stone
then along comes Thomas and Sylvia et al
picked/gnawed/suicidal/bleedings
high brow or low brow, pudding is the proof
upon the points of fences lie two edges
those who want fences declare they are all good
and those who wonder whom they might offend
or in our laurel poets words:
“Something there is that doesn’t love a wall.”