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.
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  • (2/20/2017 2:31:00 AM)


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  • (2/20/2017 2:30:00 AM)


    merhaba ben limonsuyu (Report) Reply

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  • (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!
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  • 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

  • Seema Jayaraman (9/14/2015 4:03:00 AM)


    Sometimes life can be so alone..brutually sad (Report) Reply

  • (9/14/2015 4:01:00 AM)


    Lonliness makes us to think ourselves and life.....A good poem. (Report) Reply

  • Edgar Stevens (6/11/2015 9:18:00 AM)


    loneliness is not easy..it has never been easy.... (Report) Reply

  • Mark Arvizu (2/23/2015 9:23:00 AM)


    The night takes you away to far away places (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (11/21/2014 10:54:00 PM)


    I have walked out in rain - and back in rain.I have outwalked the furthest city light.With gloomy heart and thought away from the crowd and decorative world and seen from far everything that was seen as being there heard pain agony, sadness every where is heard..at last time is not wrong or right it is the wish of the people //I have been one acquainted with the night. this line is really a death or doom which is acquainted (Report) Reply

  • (10/16/2014 9:16:00 PM)


    The night is death. Frost embraces death, coping with the truth of his mortality, instead of those in the city who rebel against night's darkness by replicating the day with artificial city lights. The luminary clock is the universe that enacts the progression of time and the changes it induces. The line that says, proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. it meant that time is eternal, and marks no end or beginning. The watchman is the spirit watching over Frost's soul as it passes down the saddest city lane, (the drain of eternity whose obscurity makes it a mystery) . (Report) Reply



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