Breakfast Club Wall
I know I rise like dust, I know
the ways the river and the forest fence
maintain their limits and their difference –
a stand and a delineating flow
about the landscape, being sometimes close
and sometimes other countries’ frontier reference,
where either side of either one extends
division. Stop go. Red green. Oh yes, oh no
there is no final frontier. Every one
must have another place to border on,
and on the other side there has to be
some huddled masses, yearning to be free
so that the place they live’s a place to leave.
Our enemies, if that’s what you believe.
Copyright © Peter Richards 2017