I have been one acquainted with the night

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.
As I have recently turned 17 (last Wednesday, May 12), I've been thinking more (even more than usual) about my future in the city. Or a city. I find solace sitting by wide windows overlooking a vast midnight view, and love the idea of people bathed in the moon's glow. This piece of literature, somewhat melancholy, strikes me nostalgic for a life I haven't lived yet.

xoxo Mo


Taj said...

soon, Mo, soon.

(this post is pure brillz!)
(yay!!! I'm on your blogroll!!!)

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daisychain said...

beautiful post darling x

Andrea said...

Beautiful post!

Chloe said...

Lovely poem and I think you'll find your expectations of the city will be perfectly matched with reality. :)


Miri said...

Fabulous images =)


Style Porn said...

I totally get how you can be nostalgic for a life you haven't lived yet...you just gave me an 'aha' moment.

Susu Paris Chic said...

Lovely soul-searching. So much needed at times. Many don't dare. You do - you are sweet and special.

Jonna said...

Beautiful post. x

Daphne said...

soooo nice!!!

have a good future... whatever you decide!