I Have Been One Acquainted With The Night

I'm a mess. As you know, I'm an accidental insomniac. I went to bed, but after an hour of turning, I got up and ended up making the "video" you will find below. Then, I somehow threw my hip out while sitting down (car accident injury from the '90s). This too shall pass.



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.


From New Hampshire, 1923