Poetry: Robert Frost- Mending Wall

I have said earlier that Robert Frost is one of my favourite poets -I hope to post more of his poetry on my blog. However many years ago I studied this poem for an English exam- Mending Wall– and as much as I love it I don’t think I really got the true meaning off it – I remember talking to my English teacher who I might add did not hold out much hope for me academically( thank God for Firefox spell check) and saying that it was all very well guessing the meaning behind a poet’s verse but just maybe he meant this much more simply – and not what our teacher was trying to make of it. Anyway I’m much older now not sure about wiser and maybe its my counselling but I now see the need for varies boundaries within people and relationships also the knowledge that we all value different ones and its important that we feel comfortable . Oh my goodness could I becoming more tolerant-eek

Mending Wall


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 another thing:
I have come after them and made repair
Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,
No one has seen them made or heard them made,
But at spring mending-time we find them there.
I let my neighbour know beyond the hill;
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go.
To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:
“Stay where you are until our backs are turned!”
We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
Oh, just another kind of out-door game,
One on a side. It comes to little more:
There where it is we do not need the wall:
He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, “Good fences make good neighbours.”
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
“Why do they make good neighbours? Isn’t it
Where there are cows? But here there are no cows.
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.” I could say “Elves” to him,
But it’s not elves exactly, and I’d rather
He said it for himself. I see him there
Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.
He moves in darkness as it seems to me,
Not of woods only and the shade of trees.
He will not go behind his father’s saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, “Good fences make good neighbours


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Tolerance vs. Love

Tolerance vs. Love

Tolerance says, “You must approve of what I do.”

Love responds, “I must do something harder:

I will love you even when your behaviour offends me.”

Tolerance says, “You must agree with me.”

Love responds, “I must do something harder:
I will tell you the truth,
because I am convinced ‘the truth will set you free.'”

Tolerance says, “You must allow me to have my way.”

Love responds, “I must do something harder:
I will plead with you to follow the right way,
because I believe you are worth the risk.”


Tolerance seeks to be inoffensive;

Love takes risks.

Tolerance glorifies division;

Love seeks unity.

Tolerance costs nothing;

Love costs everything.

Just a few thoughts

You know its in human nature to try and jump in and help someone- At least I think it is , Yes we here stories of people been left to lie at the side of the road but in general I think most people will step in and try and help.

Sometimes we want to stop people from doing the wrong thing – self harm is something I have heard a lot about in Counselling – already I have had a client who came for a reason and then decided that she would go ahead with the behaviour – that’s hard- in your head your thinking oh please don’t but you cant say it or say anything that may lead the client – they have the right to be self governing to autonomy¬† and however painful our friends have the same rights . Im trying to keep my advise for when its really asked for and even then you have to be careful that in reality they dont just want an listening ear or actually to be agreed with – Hard

But remember just because your advise isn’t wanted or asked for or right – Prayer is always right cause when we get it wrong God fills in the blanks