A Strange Frenzy | A Chapbook by Dom Gabrielli

A Strange Frenzy | A Chapbook by Dom Gabrielli

A Strange Frenzy
A Chapbook by Dom Gabrielli

To read the review at Knot Magazine by Michelle Williams, click here.
To read the review at Boston Area Small Press and Poetry Scene by Doug Holder, click here.

Excerpted reviews posted at Amazon:

"All writing is a love letter." Dom Gabrielli's eagerly awaited last opus, A Strange Frenzy, begins with this quotation by Gilles Deleuze. With a most sensitive and constantly moving poetry, Gabrielli invites us with 17 poems to dialogue with the mystic Rum. Through these poems, he brings us to explore love, silence, the Universe … the soul, and following the lead of turning dervishes to dance with the stars. Delicate illustrations by Emily Faccini complete the book, with magnificent results. No hesitation here. If you do not know Rumi, Gabrielli will make you love him. Ad if you already do, you will definitely love A Strange Frenzy.

–Laetitia Lisa


A brilliant collection of seventeen poems based on Rumi's writings, these poems are defly handled by a master poet. Each succeeding year, Gabrielli has been winning more and more notice for a fearless style that brings the heart of poetry to everyday readers. It is free of academc neurosis and self-regard. Rather, these poems–beautifully illustrated by Emily Faccini–bring to light the soul as it is universally understood. Buy this book. 

–Charles Bane


To know Rumi is to know love. To create in reflections of Rumi is to write in the landscape, colour and texture of words that "mingle from the desert." This is precisely what Dom Gabrielli has manifested within his latest poetic retreat, A Strange Frenzy.

"skin to skin
i breath who you are

through the lung in my eye
i gobble your lies"

The above is but an echo in testament to the skill and essence of this artist as he paints in syllables and swaths of Rumi. Whether one is only vaguely familiar with the meditations of Rumi or has submerged completely, there is beauty and purpose to be found here .. within the "shadow of shadows as the poet, the muse and the observer bear witness to one breath, in calling … "love of my loves … "

–Michelle Williams


The quietness of this book belies the connotations often connecting frantic to frenzy, pointing discreetly toward the experiences and passion of being romantic and alive. Even the shape of the book lets you know to expect something unusual, beautiful, and unique. The minimalist lines drawn poetically in art and words entice you to dive in where "i have always been a river"–where "i would gamble these very bones to love you"–where "it was for you i wrote these lines." Exquisite, enticing, delicate, recommended … 

–Mary H Sayler


"All writing is a love letter, said the great Deleuze. Reading is also an act of love, and, sometimes, this love, in reading, writes." Dom Gabrielli

How many times over the past several years have I come to meet other kindred souls who have also been kissed by my Beloved? When I say Beloved, I speak of the great 13th century Persian poet Rumi … yet I also speak of that which is nameless; a source ineffable. For those of us who have stumbled blindly upon this divine encounter, have drank the ancient wine of this intoxication, shred the indescribable kiss from the same invisible lips. We have been lost and found in the same breath of longing, suffered through our raptures, and beg for more of the same. Here, those of us in communion with the Beloved, run with open arms toward our death–in our desperate attempt to capture with the tender futility of our words, that which escapes all definition. Hence, poetry is born and we find ourselves in company of the lover.

In Dom Gabrielli's book sof poems,  A Strange Frenzy, one clearly recognized the dream within the dream, face within the face, and song within the song. Within these pages of sacred language, those who have also danced with the Dervish will be enveloped within the silent communion of knowing … while those who have yet to encounter, will long to share in the frenzy.

We all have our stories … of that speechless day when we have encountered the nameless. Most of us remember exactly where we were and what we were doing … not the exact time and day of that pivotal moment that turned us inside-out, calling us to abandon all our preconcieved notions and ife as we thought we knew it. 

I recall the night of my desperation–sitting in an attic window and tearful prayer. It was the very next day–New Year's Day of 2005 to be exact–when I saw a billboard with Rumi's quote: "Beyond all the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there." Who is this Rumi??? I returned by bus from my trip to Boston where I had witnessed the great sign. Upon arriving home from the bus stop, I threw my suitcase in the back of my car. And instead of stopping home or at my office headed straight to the nearest bookstore, where I piled my arms with Rumi's work, sat in a cafe in ecstasy, brought those home as sacred treasure, and buried my heart in them til the sun nearly rose. My life has never been the same since. Quite literally.

It is books like Gabrielli's that have the potential to introduce readers to the same divine union … the divine madness. It is poetry such as that that is a continuation of the original source; a whisper transcending generations. It is a collection such as this that may penetrate the unexplainable understanding in which someone else will abandon their usual course to follow his words toward their own transfomration. For it is possible that we are all an incarnation of the same potency, another facet and expression of the whole through this timeless invocation we call poetry. 

"Is the one I love everywhere?" Rumi.

Perhaps one of my greatest appreciations for Gabrielli's A Strange Frenzy is not just the declaration to the mysterious Beloved … but the understanding of the limitlessness indefinable essence of what I believe to be the purest form of love. It is the abandonment of the tired cliches of an over-used and misunderstood notion. It is writing that liberates from the souls from chains and confines of possession, and makes no apologies for discarding the dogma surrounding the finite perceptions of love, which are admirably conveyed in these excerpts:

V.
into you
i have always been
before and after you

love of my loves

X.
you wish to imprison the animal
which escapes you
i will always escape you
i run faster
i run in other fields
in the tinted pastures you cannot hear

But it is also Gabrielli's understanding of the great absence: the necessity of silence, and beauty within nothingness. How small we are within the whole, how great we are within a single grain, and the necessity of our breaking to reveal the tender marrow of understanding. It is a celebration of the question that has no answer, for the question is the answer itself.

VI. 

i lean into the ropes of nothing
where your voice courts 
the invisible murals
of absence

IX.
in the blind part of me
in the silent world of me
i say me
i should eliminate it
i should stretch it out
and flatten every notion of person

What is certain after completing the feast of this small collection, is that there is no end to the feast that lives iinside of you. A Strange Frenzy is a beckoning for inner explaration as much as is a declaration of experience. May we all be so fortunate to heed its call.

–Leila A Fortier
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