There Doesn T Love A Wall

In the poem, the narrator (allegedly Frost) meets with its neighbor to repair, as each spring, the wall on the dividing line of the properties. “Something there is that doesn't love a wall,” tells us the narrator in the first line of the poem and then tries to persuade his neighbor of the futility of that ritual that gets them together: the wall would be useful if one of the neighbors had cows, for example, but that is not the case. In addition, he tries to convince the other neighbor that there is no need of such a wall but the neighbor, on two separate occasions, only responds "good wall, good neighbor" and continues repairing the wall.
Of course, the above summary does not do justice to the narrative richness of the poem, but what is essential,