Today's Poem.... Robert Frost

I love all the variations of the types of poems that have been written through the ages; from sonnets to free verse, from haiku to poems that take a certain from, like the triolet. I experimented with a form a few years ago that I labeled "acrecentar", with 6 stanzas...each a line longer than the last. Here's a particularly interesting form called the "terza rima", consisting of the body in 3 line parts, or tercets, with a couplet at the end.

From an American master, Robert Frost:

Acquainted with the Night

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-by;

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.