Nocturnal Snowing Poem by Fabrizio Frosini
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Nocturnal Snowing
«Let this fluffy snow fall upon our
Dreams and make them shine! »
Set free,
Your breath smoothens unshaken skies;
Your perception scratches unopened realities.
Is it a diversion -maybe- for lost thoughts,
For lost faces and sins?
Looking the other way out of fear or
Embarrassment, waking up next morning,
You should then learn
How to keep alive the drowsing mind,
While trying to shove away
Her plait of hair,
Jammed in the eyes of memory.
Ah.. Those haunting memories!
Was her pain real
When she asserted «That one is my spoiled dress!
My party dress
Which your eyes, filled with lust, tore off of me..»?
Hardly a twist of fate that
Multivalent perception which made
Visionary —Fanciful
Your unnecessary waiting.
Because she didn't come back.
Even at dawn. Even in your expectation.
Now your pain screams only through silence
When you sink your fingers deep
Into your bleeding heart —A sheer grief
With no voice anymore
Because day in day out, year after year
Everything becomes habit.
Until,
Gazing at the fluffy snow falling, you
Caught a glimpse of her —Along with a
Whiff of her perfume..
Peering deeply into your eyes
She spoke words of hope
Along with a promise -possibly-:
« A new life is looming beyond the whitened
Fields of your mind »
Hushed words, uttered under her breath,
Not to scrape the purity of the night.
Was it a prophecy?
The celebration of a triumph or a
Failure —A bloodcurdling nightmare?
Enough! I'm fed up!
I stare at my bloody fingers
And faintly sigh.
(Florence,2014)
Copyright © Fabrizio Frosini - All rights reserved
The Italian version of my poem is: 'NEVICATA NOTTURNA'
http: //www.poemhunter.com/poem/nevicata-notturna-nocturnal-snowing/
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note of the Author:
It is my sort of psychological attitude towards Life itself, plus the role of ‘Memory', that shape my poems..
In this one, ancient memories come back to mind.. at night.. when sleepless but drowsy..
To let the reader better understand it, I report an excerpt from my friend Daniel J.Brick's commentary on 'Nocturnal Snowing':
'[..] your responses to my notes provide an X-ray vision of the poem as you intended it. It's really a poem from the interior life we are always in contact with, that is, if we are willing to descend into the mind and move with its deeper currents, so much more mysterious than the rational mind at the surface.
[…] Now I realize ‘SHE' was from beginning to end a ‘ghost' within the mind..
At the beginning of 'NAJDA', Andre Breton says the question is not ‘Who am I' but ‘Whom do I Haunt? '.
This woman is ‘haunting you', and doing so when you are most susceptible — at night, sleepless but drowsy, the censor of reason turned off and the images of the past flooding in and around your Memory.
[…] If I had followed the lead of the notes I would have been closer to the spirit in which you wrote the poem. But I made an assumption this poem was dramatizing daylight reality and not the nocturnal mystery. If this were an opera, it would be WAGNER, not Verdi.
But what you wrote to me is a fascinating account of how a poetic mind shapes experiences and memories into poetry, into art.
[..] (because) your mind is poetic, it experiences life events in the fluid realm of the imagination, where events of +30 years ago are felt as immediate and the resolutions of yesterday dissolve and are reshaped by desire. And all of this goes on and on UNTIL HUMAN VOICES WAKE US..'. [D.J.Brick]
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Thank you heartily, Daniel!
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I ask your pardon for posting also this piece of news on myself / my poem, but I've got an e-mail from PH which pleased me so much..
Here is the text:
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2015-01-21 9: 12 GMT+01: 00 PoemHunter.Com:
Dear Poet;
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I wish to thank PoemHunter for having chosen one of my lyrics and ALL OF YOU for reading my poems and nicely commenting them.
Grazie di cuore! - thanks from my heart.
Fabrizio Frosini, Jan.21,2015
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There are 52 comments on this poem! ! That validates the poem itself as a piece of literature that communicates to others what they themselves can not express with the quality they identify as predominant in the poem for each if them, for some its eloquence, for others its evocation of memory, for still others its immediacy. I can acknowledge ALL OF THE ABOVE. Since I traveled the journey of this poem with you, first creating my own narrative line, then reading your own description of the narrative, which enriched my appreciation yet again, and finally in our combined poetry on an outing of the two central figures which I started and you elaborated. The multiple drafts and finished poems which came out of this POETIC SHARING is one of my fondest memories of PoemHunter. If only this young woman, who will always be young and fresh and lovely in our encounters with her could know how she has achieved an almost archetypal status in our consciousness!
dear Daniel, when I read your comment,3 days ago, I had no time to reply. Then I have lived till now with the (wrong) thought that I did answer your comment.. Only now, looking at the comments, I've realized how wrong I was.. Well, these few words are just to thank you. Poem Hunter has given me the chance to meet you (on this web site) and share with you our common passion for Poetry [and Classical Music]. You are a real Poet and a great Soul. Our daily exchange of mails is both a pleasure and a cultural enrichment.. And from them,2 Anthologies of Poetry were born (AT THE CROSSING OF SEVEN WINDS and NINE TALES OF CREATION) .. the 1st is already an ebook; the 2nd is ready to become such in a few days.. And we won't stop here..! ;) Thanks for your bright (and kind) commentaries but first of all, dear Daniel, thanks for your friendship.
Dear Fabrizio...I have a lot to say... hmm..it was really awesome, the plot and the power of mind was shown greatly and about that woman as Daniel said it reminded me Katherine in Wuthering Heights. it was so somber, hope you don't feel sad in your heart and congratulations for your poem. you deserve the best.
Loved reading the poem. The experience shared is so universal.
Your breath soothens unshaken skies... fascinating line. The poet expresses things in grand style... appreciated this beauty.
The dawn rises in an empty sky leaving sleepness nights to wonder in your poem 'NEVICATA NOTTURNA'. Very nice musing. QtR
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4/17/2024 11:56:33 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Excelsior, Fabrizio! NOCTURNAL SNOWING is a blessed poem, and an invaluable personal experience for all who read it and take it into their heart and memory. This is the enduring mystery of poetry: By focusing with complete sincerity and total concentration on this True Love in your life, you open the gates of our memories and guide us toward the understanding of such Lost Love in our experience. You have spent time at the center of your being during nights when Loss seems unbearable and you seek some kind of resolution. It is to your credit as a poet that the search for truth trumps easy consolation; your poems ends not in triumph, but in moral commitment. Robert Browning wrestled with this theme: he wrote about the inevitable mismatch of Infinite passion, and the pain / Of finite hearts that yearn. Your poem shows us it is our heart's destiny to endure pain for the sake of the glory of human love. What the core / 'O the wound, since wound must be.
dear Daniel, thanks for recalling the figure of Robert Browning, the philosopher-poet.. I'm not close to his genius, I know, but in writing my poem I worked hard to give musicality to my verses.. and from this point of view, I find ''Nocturnal Snowing'' recalling -a little- the musicality of the poem '' A Toccata of Galuppi's '', written by Browning in Italy (it is part of the collection ''Men and Women'', and a good deal of those poems were written when Browning lived in Firenze) ..