rambling&meandering

katherine-victoria:

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.
-Robert Frost
Sep 6

katherine-victoria:

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.

-Robert Frost

(Source: killvia-plath)