Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

Acquainted With The Night - Poem 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.

Form: Terza Rima


Comments about Acquainted With The Night by Robert Frost

  • (7/10/2018 5:55:00 PM)


    Terza rima, yes- but how is it not also a sonnet (albeit a bit irregular) ? (Report) Reply

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  • (7/10/2018 5:52:00 PM)


    Terza rima, yes- but how is it not also a sonnet? (Report) Reply

  • (7/1/2018 5:44:00 PM)


    I always feel this poem is over analysed. I have always enjoyed night walks particularly in Autumn. I like to see the world settling down for the night. Some people leave their curtains open so you have a quick glimpse in to their lives as you pass by. Others shut out the world. I just feel it's a poem of freedom. There is no need to explain to anyone why you are walking alone at night. I find it uplifting. (Report) Reply

  • Britte Ninad (5/17/2018 5:30:00 AM)


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

  • (4/30/2018 9:01:00 AM)


    oooooooooh yeah baby! (Report) Reply

  • (3/13/2018 7:59:00 AM)


    this is so trashhhhhhhhhhhh (Report) Reply

  • Zoila T. Flores (7/12/2017 9:33:00 AM)


    The Night, is one of my favorite topics to write about. Zoila T. Flores (Report) Reply

  • Levi Hamlin (7/5/2017 9:59:00 AM)


    Referring to the line about the watchman...
    As I read for the first few times, I pictured the watchman as his father.
    I have been in this very same situation where I have returned home late at night to an upset father, mother, guardian when I was out past curfew and dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
    I then researched a little and found out this poem wasn't published until Frost was around 53 years old!
    As much as I currently feel a personal connection with this poem now, I can't wait to revisit it when I am older. (currently 24 y/o) . What do you all think? ?
    (Report) Reply

  • Alpeshkumar Natubhai Makvana (4/22/2017 6:09:00 AM)


    Amazed by the serenity of Time. (Report) Reply

  • (7/26/2016 2:37:00 AM)


    Delves deeply into the depths of loneliness aloneness despair. Yet, at the end of the dark tunnel, there is always light. (Report) Reply

  • (4/13/2016 1:45:00 AM)


    Just consider the two lines
    One luminary clock against the sky

    Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.

    All physics all philosophy neatly paraphrased!
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  • (4/13/2016 1:40:00 AM)


    A wowing poem by Frost: Just consider the two lines
    One luminary clock against the sky

    Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.

    Can one say a word more about the nature of time?

    All physics all philosopy summarised!
    (Report) Reply

  • Woru Sulyman (4/11/2016 10:56:00 AM)


    lovely poem...deep with meaning. (Report) Reply

  • Abderrahmane Dakir (2/19/2016 7:54:00 AM)


    Nice poem between the time in place and when we say good-bye. (Report) Reply

  • (1/27/2016 9:06:00 PM)


    .....nicely penned...and excellent line ★
    One luminary clock against the sky
    Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right
    (Report) Reply

  • Alisha Castle (12/24/2015 1:56:00 PM)


    Lovely and heart touching poetry (Report) Reply

  • (12/8/2015 6:40:00 PM)


    Lovely version of what it means to be alone (Report) Reply

  • Rahman Henry (11/16/2015 12:59:00 AM)


    To read the poem in Bengali Translation, go to the bottom of this page..... (Report) Reply

  • Anish Debnath (9/22/2015 3:04:00 AM)


    It is death in a rainy night and his soul is slowly getting up towards sky.While his journey he looking down the watchman on a void city lane & watching the lights as far as he can but he stops listening to the cry from his friends, family, relatives from another street(because he is on some heavenly street now) & continues his journey until he becomes a star, announcing he is already acquainted with night. (Report) Reply

  • (9/16/2015 11:36:00 PM)


    ........wonderful and beautifully penned, sometimes nights are the most peaceful of times ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem Edited: Monday, December 28, 2015


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