A wall is not a fence
A fence is not a wall.
A wall keeps feared things hidden.
It is tallAnd solidAnd allowsno lightTo pass
A fence is a suggestion.
Heed or not.
A wire or two,
Some bits of string.
Two creatures, a pair of dogs let’s say,
On either side of it can see the other,
Say hello or sing.
A bee can fly right through it. Sting.
A wall is scaled
Drilled
Exploded.
A fence is snipped,
Ducked under.
A tongue can be stuck through it. Weeds clipped.
Feathers and bubbles can be blown.
On either side of walls, we sit with the unknown.
With fences, everything is clear. And dear.
A fence supports sweet peas
Or beans or holly hocks in rows.
But on a wall, well,
Nothing grows.
