The People I Want To Hear About

A Breeze Discovered My Open Book And Began To Flutter The Leaves To Look

Something There Is That Doesn't Love A Wall, And Wants It Down.

Now Close The Windows And Hush All The Fields: If The Trees Must, Let Them Silently Toss.

Haven't You Heard, Though, About The Ships Where War Has Found Them Out At Sea, About The Towns Where War Has Come Through Opening Clouds At Night With Droning Speed Further O'erhead Than All But Stars And Angels And Children In The Ships And In The Towns?

You Can Be A Rank Insider As Well As A Rank Outsider.