When people think of Robert Frost and quote his poem “Mending Wall” they use this in support of fence making: “Good fences make good neighbors…” but rarely have they read the poem all the way through. Here is the heart, I believe, of this poem , at least insofar as it pertains to physical walls:
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.
Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That wants it down.”
You can read the poem in its entirety, here