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,
A luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.
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The Rhyme pattern
From guest Paul Doering (contact)
Comparing this poem's ABA, BCB... rhyme pattern with the AABA, BBCB... pattern of his "Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening" (1923), I feel that the resolution of the final stanza's pattern is more satisfying in "Snowy". Is there an applicable commentary by Frost himself? -
Frost
From guest Joe (contact)
Read this, bio it kind of explains the poem heres the link http://www.ketzle.com/frost/frostbio.htm -
Dynamite
The explosion of solitary sensations in their utmost quality.
Robert Frost was not just a good poet, it takes more than that to draw such imagery, and word-paintings.
RD. -
From guest Mike (contact)
i personally think that the poem represents a person going through struggles in their life and has gotten through them and then keeps getting himself back into trouble or in struggles. -
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As reading through others comments,I noticed I had read this one before.It's still a wonderful piece.~Suseann -
Acquainted with the Night
Classic Frost. One I'd somehow missed out on reading before.Gives an image of a walk in solitude and reflective as Frost did so very well.His expertise in rhyme is subdued just enough to be noticed without singing it's self out loud.One major gift of Frost I love.But his added story telling ability was premo!~~Suseann -
Bliss
My new favorite of his...
What can I say?? Just bliss. -
One of my favorite poems from Robert Frost... He was a really good poet...
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This is definitly my favorite poem. Its so perfect. I love the line about dropping his eyes, unwilling to explain. To me, it shows that he could explain, he knows why he is there, but sometimes things are so overwhelming he doesn't explain. I explain that so poorly... I love this poem though, and Robert Frost.
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This in the style of the master poet himself.Tells a story as do all of his works.Can fell myself following his every step and pause as he strolls along. Suseann
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I understand Frost's uneasy feeling with himself and with other people. The night is like life, and in the night things seem strange and anything could happen. Night and day are very similar in that way.
Elle -
I love this poem, generally, i don't enjoy poems that have heavy rhyme especially in each stanza. Frost, for me, masters the rhyme beautifully here, and even though the closing line may seem predictable, it's still potent, because you can see what he's feeling, especially as he wallows in nonchalance and diffidence, as he " doesn't explain" why he drops his eyes. The bottomline, and the overall theme is that we must wallow, we must be there, and of course poetry is subjective but the point is indelible...sometimes we just need to walk in our own depression for a bit.
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