Acquainted with the Night I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain — and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest cit… - 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,
A luminary clock against the sky

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

I am one who has been acquainted with the night

One luminary clock against the sky Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night.

poets are like baseball pitchers. both have their moments. the intervals are the tough things.

A poem...begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Most of the change we think we see in life Is due to truths being in and out of favor.