Mending Wall

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INTRODUCTION OF SELF:

1. Assalam-o-Alaikum, my name is Muzamil Raza Shaikh.


2. I’m a Muslim.
3. I’m in class______________
4. I love meeting new people and learning about different cultures, as it broadens my
perspective.
5. I’m excited to be here as I have been selected for Semi-final round of poetry Out
Loud and look forward to learn from this experience.

INTRODUCTION OF POEM:

“Mending Wall” is a poem by the American poet Robert Frost. It was published in 1914,
as the first entry in Frost’s second book of poems, North of Boston. The poem is set in rural
New England. The poem explores the concept of barriers, both physical and metaphorical, and
the human tendency to create and maintain them. It delves into the complexities of human
relationships, the conflict between tradition and individualism, and the dichotomy between unity
and isolation.

The speaker and the speaker's neighbor spend much of the poem rebuilding a wall that divides
their properties. The speaker suggests that the wall is unnecessary, both practically and
politically: in the speaker's mind, walls exclude people, injuring otherwise harmonious
relationships. But the neighbor argues that walls actually improve relationships, because they
allow people to treat each other fairly and prevent conflict.

INTRODUCTION OF POET:

Robert Frost (1874-1963) was an American poet who is highly regarded for his depictions of
rural life and nature. Born in San Francisco, Frost spent much of his childhood in New England,
which later became a significant influence on his poetry. Frost's works often revolve around the
themes of nature, human existence, and the human condition.

He is particularly recognized for his use of rural imagery and everyday language to explore
profound philosophical and existential questions. Many of his poems reflect his observations of
the natural world and the way in which human experiences are intertwined with it. Frost
continues to be admired for his insightful and thought-provoking poetry that resonates with
people from all walks of life. Throughout his career, he received numerous accolades, including
four Pulitzer Prizes for Poetry.
POEM: MENDING WALL – BY ROBERT FROST

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 neighbor 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 neighbors'.
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
'Why do they make good neighbors? 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 neighbors."

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