Acquainted With the Night 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.
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.
This poem, for me, is about wondering out on one's own with loneliness dwelling inside. It talks about walking by a watchman and dropping one's eyes, unwilling to explain (5-6). This is a representation of people asking what's wrong or what's going on in life and being unable to open up and really say what's on your mind. It also talks about being interrupted by a cry but it's not one calling back or saying good-bye (8-10). This is about how much one can long to be comforted or to be found out by someone without having to say it out loud, and right when you think someone has found out what's wrong and is going to console you it turns out that they weren't talking to you at all, but to someone else about something completely different. It also talks about the morning after being so depressed in the night when it says:
One luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right
I have been one acquainted with the night. (12-14)
These lines represent how after you get over those sad feelings you're not sure whether it was a good thing or a bad thing that you felt them; whether you were really getting at something or just wasting time.
This poem means something to me because it puts unhappiness and dread in such a beautiful way. This poem really talks about these feelings in a way that gives them the right amount of emphises as well as the reactions and thoughts going in and out of the body when one is sad. Everyone's been unhappy and one point and it's easy to relate to this poem.