A good barrier is neighbourly-
Keeps the bears out and the dogs in.
But the other world, the less polite world,
Doesn’t like fences.
Windstorms take out even the metal,
But, more often, it’s a long, slow clawing back
Of ground that isn’t ours to claim.
A rotting fence post slowly twined
Pulled down into the inexorable snow.
The physical barriers aren’t always the most permanent barriers.