The blogs: fences and neighbors | Vicki Cabot

The blogs: fences and neighbors | Vicki Cabot

A new home in a cozy quarter, a light green from green behind it that exceeds one another.

A nice openness, and yet it is a little less intimate, a little less private, a little less inviting, to be lazy with a book in the sun, organize a few friends or gather family.

I listen to the dilemma as one of our descendants.

Maybe a colored wooden fence or a pretty hedge or a few high flowering trees?

And yet.

Do good fences do good neighbors?

So I thought about it because the world is nationally, worldwide, of anger and fear, since words and actions often come from our darkest impulses. As a war, as chaos there is, peace seems to be always distant.

And I think how fences fundamentally provide safe rooms, for individuals, for families, for peoples. How they capture us, rooted us, earth, afterwards, like them, how they make us safe, safe and strong.

At home in the world.

And how you enroll a feeling of belonging, enable us with common stories, efforts and efforts.

But also how these limits surround us, surround us, separate us, share.

And although we need such fences, we also have to look at them.

I return to Margaret Renkl's youngest Nyt column, which takes us just that.

Renkl is reminiscent of the power of human connection and understanding and its necessity, often invisible and now appreciates the thoughtfulness of her neighbor when choosing a fence that is attractive on both sides.

It is based on Robert Frost's poem The Repair Wall (I also returned to it, you may also want to take a look at it) that for me keeps the infinite promise to find our way beyond this fences.

It switches on two neighbors on both sides of a fence that walks its length and width to repair it.

Even if you are also obliged to repair it together with the need for fence – and thus the need to repair it.

So it is the bid wall.

So it is in this broken world in which I wake up every morning and after a look at the progress towards the end of dispute, hunger and decreasing hatred, even a weak shimmer of light that shoots through, I stay hopeful.

These good fences make good neighbors.

That we can build them, that we can repair them and see the other side.

May it be so.

Vicki, a writer and editor, was recognized by the American Jewish Press Association, the Arizona Press Club and the Arizona Press Women for outstanding achievements. Your Byline has been seen in the Jewish news from Greater Phoenix and in a variety of other publications for more than 30 years. As a Wexner Heritage scholar, she has a master's degree in communication and religious studies from Arizona State University and a doctorate in religious studies of ASU.

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