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Acquainted With The Night by Robert Frost | Poems Rethabile Likes "Acquainted With The Night" by Robert Frost Poet Robert Frost reads "Acquainted With The Night." Find his books 📖 Read along 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 ac...

The boy child by Abigail George | Poems Rethabile Likes The boy child by Abigail George We built a sandpit for the kid Fed him ice cream and bananas A diet of crisps. Pink milkshakes. He played in the dirt unaware Of climate change. Global warming At the weekend when he came To visit his paternal family. Inside my head I imagine Ted Hughes first meeting with Sylvia Plath and then much later With his lover Assia Wevill. I imagine the fuss. The media. The media's ghost handling it all. There is a tightness in my chest As I regard all of these things. Church on Sunday. Wreckage or roast. ...

Theme for English B by Langston Hughes | Poems Rethabile Likes Theme for English B by Langston Hughes The instructor said,       Go home and write       a page tonight.       And let that page come out of you—       Then, it will be true. I wonder if it's that simple? I am twenty-two, colored, born in Winston-Salem. I went to school there, then Durham, then here to this college on the hill above Harlem. I am the only colored student in my class. The steps from the hill lead down into Harlem, th...

Approaching Acheron Passage From the Open Sea by Claire Beynon | Poems Rethabile Likes Approaching Acheron Passage From the Open Sea by Claire Beynon This is no trick of the light - the headlands are being carried away stone by rock by stone. Neither wind nor rain nor day nor night can deter these gulls: watch them soar and plummet, pick clean the coastline's bones. It's work and it's a game, their winged insistence their raucous reclamation. Poet: @ClaireBeynon Online: @Icelines Book(s): @NZAuthors ...

If You Are Lucky by Michelle McGrane | Poems Rethabile Likes If You Are Lucky by Michelle McGrane If you are lucky you will carry one night with you for the rest of your life, a night like no other. You won't see it coming. Forget the day, the year. It will arrive uninvoked, an astrological anomaly. You will remember how every cell in your body knew him, this stranger, how you held your breath, the way you searched his face. This is how such evenings begin. And you will be real in your skin, bone and sinew; the way you always thought you ...