Last week for Halloween I was persuaded to post the rap from the song Thriller. What I really wanted to post was this.
Acquainted with the Night
by Robert Frost
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
Read the poem in its entirety.
I do hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Diane at Random Noodling. Happy poetry Friday friends!
*snort* There's poetry peer pressure, Tricia!?
ReplyDeleteWell, I'm glad you got to post what you wanted today; I LOVE this one, and should probably work on memorizing it, since it's a quick one.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
ReplyDeleteI have outwalked the furthest city light.
Everything about this poem makes me cold and lonely--from the rain to the clock high above.
Like Diane, I feel the isolation and loneliness in this poem. Although the insomniac in me also recognizes that there is that late night sense of careful rumination ,too. That part I do enjoy!
ReplyDeleteMy favorite lines:
ReplyDeleteAnd further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I love the idea of time being neither wrong nor right, but just what is is.
The early afternoon darkness that the time change brings makes this feel like a very NOVEMBERY poem. Lots of friends have lost parents or loved ones recently. They are walking in darkness and are acquainted with the night. I'll set out a candle for them.
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