an erasure of “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.
Adi Solis is from Nicaragua, her first language is Spanish but she loves writing poems in both Spanish and English. She has always been fascinated by literature and especially loves writing about uncomfortable topics that aren’t given enough attention. Half of her family is known for their writing and literature is her passion. Adi is currently a junior studying Agricultural Business. She reads fiction in her spare time.