Robert Frost is my favorite poet. It’s not so much as in what he says (which I still think is amazing), but it’s how he writes his poems that makes me like them so much. I really don’t read a ton of poetry, but I think Frost does an amazing job of getting a lot of meaning simply out of the structure of a poem, while still sticking to mainly traditional forms. Obviously this one is just a sonnet, so it’s not a great example, but you can take my word for it.
It’s really late (studying accounting), it’s raining, and we have a clock tower. Por que no?
“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-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.
The Emergency Lights 