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Acquainted with the Night
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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.
Robert Frost
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Sofia Poullada (4/5/2008 2:23:00 PM)
I think that at the time he wrote this poem, Frost was deeply in love with someone that he could not have a relationship with. He felt that the time was 'right' because it was a mutual and real love, but 'wrong' because the person was not in a life situation where they could respond.
The image of the moon as a clock and timekeeper is wonderful. So much to relate to in this poem. Not wanting to 'explain' why one was wandering the night...The ambiguous cry from a distance... |
Ray Brown (3/6/2008 8:53:00 AM)
There is something simple and beautiful about this rendition of being alone in the night. There is an old familiarity with the ways of being alone and loneliness that the cover of night amply provides and the details only add to that sense of being alone, the clock on high, the saddest lane.
In the midst of his being alone and almost reveling in it there is a sense that he wants to share it with somebody, though tightly and silently expressed the loneliness seems insistent on being heard, being communicated, being shared.
Don't you think? |
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