I Too, Am One Acquainted With
the Night

Ruth Sabath Rosenthal

            after Robert Frost's Acquainted with the Night

I, too, am one acquainted with the night:
strolls down paths sweet-dream paved
crowned by mile-long precision-lined lights
brightening clouds and silvering grave —
turning naysayers ‘round — reaching heights
of whimsy deflating farce inflating fancy.

I, too, know REM darkening — a fright-
ful shift hitting home waves of lucidity:
Dawn, burgeoning, bent on shedding light
on blighted bliss burdening slumber — verity
slowly seeping through the shallows of night.
And in the light of each day, fear gripping me,
dragging me down in a sea of truth — no lifeline
anywhere in sight. No sanctuary left. No time.



 

Ruth Sabath Rosenthal is a New York poet, well published in the U.S. and, also, internationally. In October 2006, her poem “on yet another birthday” was nominated for a Pushcart prize. Ruth has authored five books of poetry: Facing Home (a chapbook) – Facing Home and beyondlittle, but by no means small Food: Nature vs Nurture and Gone, but Not Easily Forgotten. The books can be purchased from Amazon.com. For more about Ruth, visit her websites: http://www.newyorkcitypoet.com and http://bigapplepoet.tumblr.com and blog site: http://www.poetrybyruthsabathrosenthal.com

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