Poems

[breadandroses]

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.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.

From "New Hampshire", 1923


Also, Rich's North American Time.

Comments

[numberonefan0.livejournal.com]

I have that book- the original. I got at this used book store at the cape, it was like, 50 cents. buts its so amazing. it should have costed a million dollers. you can borrow it if you want.