Tenderness Poem by Fabrizio Frosini
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Tenderness
Yearning for tenderness.
The one lost —It's so long -so long
Since..
The light delves deep in the watery
Unconsciousness of an unnatural essence,
Just to find nothing.
Longing for what went missing at some point
Somewhere, in the long journey, is a beguiling
Dead end.
Come what may,
Pushed from pillar to post —Worn by
The wrinkles on the forehead
Without destination,
Loneliness
Regrets what's gone lost,
Keeping its scent forever.
(Florence,2014)
Copyright © Fabrizio Frosini - All rights reserved
You can read also the Italian version of my poem: TENEREZZA
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Loneliness Regrets what's gone lost, Keeping its scent forever. Beauty of loneliness. Eternity in loneliness. Beautiful poem Sir.. thanks for the sharing. 10++++ for it. Subhas
This poem is at #04 in the Best Poems Of Member Poets today. Actually, it should be at positions number One. Numero Uno always!
2(continued) .. it is my firm opinion that the poems placed now at positions One and Two do not deserve to be there. This poem by Doctor Fab is definitely the Best. Hope, the PoemHunter Administration sees reason
Finally this poem is placed at #03 in the list of Best Poems of Member Poets. It is truly the best poem on PoemHunter shared by its members
Today, this wonderful poem is placed st #03 in the list of Best Poems by Members. Deserves the recognition.
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5/2/2025 4:32:25 AM # 1.0.0
TENDERNESS runs through this poem in several different ways, because the word itself has multiple meanings and applications. This is not a poem that makes the reader tender in the sense of shutting down his/her thinking and evaluating, and just surrendering to the passion of the moment. No, this poem addresses a very painful prospect. namely, what do we do when our emotions have no proper object? In Bergman's PERSONA a bereft husband asks his estranged wife, What shall I do with with my tenderness? He might have added., Before it turns into a negative emotion. Fabrizio's dramatizes the crisis in a story of quiet desperation. I suspect this person will continue to seek an elusive outside reason and/or solution. That is, until the Inner Self takes charge and transfirms itself, rather than this endless, bleak waiting/
''This is not a poem that makes the reader tender [..] ... a story of quiet desperation'', exactly so, Daniel. About the beautiful film by Bergman, ''Persona'', it is a psychological drama dealing with death and insanity. Not my poem, of course. But as the masks worn by actors at theater, we too wear our own mask (or more than one) ... :)