BUMP!
On March 26
After Robert Frost: Acquainted with the Night
Acquainted with the Light
I have been one acquainted with the light.
I have walked out in sun—and back in sun.
I have outwalked the darkest city night.
I have looked down the sunniest city lane.
I have passed utopians, dreamy and sweet,
And raised my eyes to see no one in pain.
I have strutted, jumped and danced on echoing feet
When on my sunlit path a constant cry
Rose from dark caves beneath the city street
that meant for me to pause and praise the sky;
And closer still there was a hopeful sight:
Proud Chanticleer, his ruby comb held high,
Proclaimed in song this day would bring delight.
I have been one acquainted with the light.
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Ralph
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