I'm not usually into modern poetry, but this morning I ran across a poem I have to share. Ursula LeGuin posted Anita Endrezze's "The Wall" on Book View Cafe, and it really hit me. It imagines the wall Trump wants to build between the US and Mexico, and the various things the wall could be made of. Which sounds wierd, but it is poetry. :) I'm not generally into poetry, but I loved this. Check it out.