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    Prelude to the Night
    Prelude to the Night
    Prelude to the Night
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    Prelude to the Night

    By Fabrizio Frosini

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    This second book of English Poems by Fabrizio Frosini, comes two years after his first, 'The Chinese Gardens', and it stands as the continuation of Frosini's philosophical and existential path, in his being an outstanding poet and a sensitive and committed human being. And indeed, in Frosini's Poetry "the Personal becomes the Universal".
    Although most of Frosini's poetic production (over 2,000 high quality poems published) is expressed in his native language, Italian, these English poems —as well as the ones belonging in 'The Chinese Gardens'— show the best of Frosini's poetic mind.
    Here is a book that is worth reading.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFabrizio Frosini
    Release dateDec 13, 2018
    ISBN9780463720134
    Prelude to the Night
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    Fabrizio Frosini

    Born in Tuscany, Italy. Currently living close to Florence and Vinci, Leonardo's hometown. Doctor in Medicine, specialized in Neurosurgery, with an ancient passion for Poetry, he is the Author of over 2,000 poems published in 20 personal books. Frosini writes in Italian, his native language, and English. He is the founder of the International Association "Poets Unite Worldwide," with which he has published more than 50 Anthologies. Among his own books: «The Chinese Gardens - English Poems», «Prelude to the Night», «Anita Quiclotzl & Her Souls - Anita Quiclotzl e le Sue Anime» (Bilingual Ed.) - [for the others, see below].~*~In Frosini's Poetry:1. The Truth is Affirmed ; 2. Beauty is Conveyed ; 3. The Personal becomes the Universal.One of the key terms in contemporary poetry is 'POETRY OF WITNESS'. "Florence, A Walk With A View" is an excellent example of this type of poem. It exchanges the anger we experienced in the preceding poem with melancholy, but this is a haunted and desperate melancholy, not at all like the word's root meaning of sweet sorrow. Yet, in Fabrizio Frosini's poem, the city charms the visitor with its natural beauty - "the silky lights of the / Sunset" - and artistic ambiance - "the intimate warmth of nostalgia that makes / Your heart melt at the sight around".In the finest poetry, beauty is conveyed in all of it sensuous and spiritual glory. The title "Water Music" refers to one of Handel's most popular works, a masterpiece of baroque melody, rhythm and harmony. The poem, however, is not about this music.. here is a shining element of the beauty this poem conveys - "I was in my room, staring at the clear sky through the window. The moon, so pale and magical, drawing my imagination to her. In my ears Handel's music was playing softly." - There is the beauty of VITA NOVA, in this Frosini's poem: Dante's idealization of Beatrice with its artistic and moral benefits experienced by a contemporary couple. And finally the beauty of sublimation, when an otherwise sensuous experience must be transferred to the plane of the Imagination. Other Frosini's poem, like "Nocturnal Snowing", are Poems of Memory, that reveal the persistence of an experience of mutual attraction in the poet's life over many decades. There, a young woman, who is forever young and lovely in the poet's mind, becomes a touchstone of emotional value. But not all good experiences are given a future by the hand of fate. And so Frosini's poetry also explores the emotional consequences of the loss of such a promising moment... The prevailing reaction in reader after reader is that Frosini's verses relate to their emotional lives. In other words, Fabrizio Frosini's personal experience reflects their personal experience, and thus the Personal becomes the Universal...~*~Books published as sole Author:(*BE*: Bilingual Editions, English–Italian ; All books have PAPERBACK and EBOOK Editions)– «The Chinese Gardens – English Poems» – English Ed. – (published also in Italian Ed.:– «I Giardini Cinesi» – Edizione Italiana);– «KARUMI – Haiku & Tanka» – Italian Ed.;– «Allo Specchio di Me Stesso» ('In the Mirror of Myself') – Italian Ed.;– «Il Vento e il Fiume» ('The Wind and the River') – Italian Ed.;– «A Chisciotte» ('To Quixote') – Italian Ed.;– «Il Puro, l'Impuro – Kosher/Treyf» ('The pure, the Impure – Kosher / Treyf') – Italian Ed.;– «Frammenti di Memoria – Carmina et Fragmenta» ('Fragments of Memories') – Italian Ed.;– «La Città dei Vivi e dei Morti» ('The City of the Living and the Dead') – Italian Ed.;– «Nella luce confusa del crepuscolo» ('In the fuzzy light of the Twilight') – Italian Ed.;– «Limes —O La Chiave Dei Sogni» ('The Key to Dreams') – Italian Ed.;– «Echi e Rompicapi» ('Puzzles & Echoes') – Italian Ed.;– «Ballate e Altre Cadenze» ('Ballads and Other Cadences') – Italian Ed.;– «Selected Poems – Επιλεγμένα Ποιήματα – Poesie Scelte» – Greek–English–Italian (Αγγλικά, Ελληνικά, Ιταλικά – Greek translation by Dimitrios Galanis);– «Prelude to the Night – English Poems» – English Ed. (published also in Italian Ed.:– «Preludio alla Notte» – Edizione Italiana);– «A Season for Everyone – Tanka Poetry» – English Ed.;– «Evanescence of the Floating World – Haiku» – English Ed.;– «From the Book of Limbo – Dal Libro del Limbo» – *BE*;– «Anita Quiclotzl & Her Souls – Anita Quiclotzl e le Sue Anime» – *BE*.~*~Forthcoming publications:– «Mirror Games — A Tale» – English Edition (also in Italian Ed.:– «Giochi di Specchi — Un Racconto»);– «Il Sentiero della Luna» ('The Moon's Path') – Italian Edition.~*~For the Anthologies published by Fabrizio Frosini with "Poets Unite Worldwide", see Frosini's profile as a PUBLISHER, or POETS UNITE WORLDWIDE's profile.~*~Some of Frosini's poems are also published in the Anthology "Riflessi 62" (Italian Edition), edited by Pagine Srl.~*~Facebook:https://www.facebook.com/poetsuniteworldwide/Website address:https://poetsuniteworldwide.org/Blog:https://poetsuniteworldwide.wordpress.com/Twitter username:@fabriziofrosini

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      Prelude to the Night - Fabrizio Frosini

      'Prelude to the Night' is a collection of poems originally written in English —then translated in Italian for the Italian edition, 'Preludio alla Notte'— and it is my second book of English Poems after 'The Chinese Gardens'.

      For this second edition, I’ve added a number of new poems to the collection: now they are seventy-two poems, all written in the years 2015/'18.

      (Fabrizio Frosini, Firenze 2018)

      ~*~

      Or set upon a golden bough to sing

      To lords and ladies of Byzantium

      Of what is past, or passing, or to come.

      William Butler Yeats, 'Sailing To Byzantium'

      ~*~

      ~*~

      Prelude to the Night

      The Poems:

      1.. And the rain did come

      2.. Lies

      3.. Emptiness to Emptiness

      4.. Trapped into the mirror

      5.. Making a wish

      6.. Epitome

      7.. A picture within a picture

      8.. Estrangement

      9.. A Stray Cat

      10. Dating

      11. City by night

      12. Hide and give

      13. Blood Rain

      14. Fading

      15. Unfulfilled Promise

      16. Sparkle

      17. You know..

      18. Deep-blue Night

      19. Reflections on colors

      20. Spring Day

      21. Past & Present Time

      22. A phoney smile

      23. Prelude to the Night

      24. Black Holes

      25. Voiceless

      26. Afterglow

      27. A picture of a certain kind

      28. Anthropocene Epoch

      29. A place of peace?

      30. Coming back from a walk

      31. Voices of the Wind

      32. A fragment of eternity

      33. A Christmas Eve

      34. To Her I Said

      35. A day, somewhere

      36. Void Moon

      37. The knowledge of time

      38. On my way home

      39. The house made of leaves

      40. Vanished they are

      41. One out of many stories, from hell

      42. Edge of Dark

      43. A Blue Hue

      44. An unending trail

      45. Until

      46. Do not fear the bell's toll

      47. You did it!

      48. Entities

      49. Thirteen Ways of Looking at Humans

      50. The World As It Is

      51. Yet another day

      52. Winter's Remembrance

      53. The Couple

      54. Gliding upon the rainbow...

      55. In des Mondes Licht

      56. On a torrid Summer afternoon

      57. Yesterday was a different dream

      58. When I woke up

      59. Good evening, good night

      60. Season after Season

      61. Mid Autumn Fantasy

      62. A Man, a Woman

      63. Then they too...

      64. End of the World

      65. An absolute longing

      66. Earthlings

      67. Amen

      68. Walking alongside the Vltava

      69. Duntulm Castle

      70. Blowing the Bugle

      71. Unrepentant

      72. Dystopia

      ~*~

      1. And the rain did come

      I.

      And the rain did come. It came to stay.

      First smooth and loose, then with a ravaging wrath.

      The rain of your own fury —Thunders and lightnings

      Along with her.

      Betrayed by all

      Through slander and deception,

      Your bundle of rights is small matter

      Even for Justice

      Because so few are interested in

      Truth.

      Dusty sheaths of thoughts and images

      In purple balaclavas and worn out puffers

      Scatter far and wide along with the twilight shadows

      Then gradually fade away.

      II.

      By nightfall,

      Brooding over your whole life, you stare at yourself

      In the mirror —Eyes filled

      With deep regret but free from

      Hatred.

      Your days of youth

      Are staring at you from the mirror’s past

      In mesmerizing colors,

      Through a dense air

      Where a warbler's song resonates.

      No matter where you stand

      You're dead tired of everything that's moving

      In and around your thoughts,

      In transparent figures made of air and void.

      Suddenly

      The shining steel of a knife materializes itself

      Punching your chest and opening a deep chasm in the

      Heart

      From there,

      A dull undertow of loss —Stream of

      Receding waves towing the mind away.

      Step by step

      You make it as far as the border of your own existence.

      A life from now you'll look at this mirror again,

      Too tired to speak

      —Exactly like now.

      2. Lies

      I am no longer sure of the words

      You proffered to me as a pretense

      While shifting from one foot to another

      Climbing a long row of steps of air.

      Yet, it's not relevant, as your words

      Were no more than a blurred speech

      Lost in the glare of the stars

      They too were staring at you with icy contempt

      Gushing out from their deepest silence.

      After a while, both the stars and I

      Stopped listening.

      3. Emptiness to Emptiness

      When I am dead

      Allow your mind to compose just a simple

      Thought on a soul that will have finally achieved what he

      Always had wished

      Yet, do not raise any glass to salute me, since

      What I ask for is just to be absorbed into the sheer

      Naught of the Universe.

      4. Trapped into the mirror

      Alone in my studio, my

      Mind’s wandering somewhere

      Through her loneliness

      Only few lights still on

      Outside —A copse

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