Acquainted With The Night

Nighttime is so mysterious and dismal, and I love that this poem is all about nighttime. There are 4 stanzas each with 3 lines, and there is a meter of aba for each stanza. The last stanza only has two lines though which makes it stand out. Also, the first and last line match exactly. This poem has a tone of somberness and scorn to it; this piece definitely doesn't have cheerfulness. I almost get a feeling of scariness like the person in the poem is under the glare of the watchman, and the scream the person hears is chilling yet the person can't say anything -almost like it's a normal, daily thing to hear. The poet talks about how "time is neither right or wrong" which kind of goes along with night because night is all the same until the sun come up, and a person can't really tell the time until the morning arrives. The lonely ally ways and the rain all make the images very dark and bleak, and that's how most people view night as-not a time to be up but instead be in slumber. I personally love the night, yet it's definitely a dark, dreary poem.