We keep the wall between us as we go.
To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:
"Stay where you are until our backs are turned!"
We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
Oh, just another kind of out-door game,
One on a side. It comes to little more:
There where it is we do not need the wall:
He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
What feature of this excerpt makes it blank verse?
O It has a rhyming pattern.
O It has iambic pentameter.
It does not use everyday language.
O It is about nature.
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