Tiziano Fratus (born 1975 in Bergamo) is an Italian poet and publisher.
He wrote the poetic and dramatic cycle The Molossus (2000–2005) comprising the monologue in verse autumn for eleni, the collection of poems lumina, the long dramatic poem the inquisition, the prison poem the cry, the collection shipwreck at times of colonies. Autumn for eleni (2002) was staged in Turin Velan Center and Arezzo Wave. The Molossus is published in 2007 as a long modern poem divided into 52 bocche or mouthes. Fratus directed the videopoems into the man (2004) presented in Genoa International Poetry Festival, in Rome Contemporary Art Museum (Macro), catalogued in the Scottish Poetry Library in Edinburgh and in Poets House in New York, and the slogger (2005) presented in Parco Poesia in Riccione and Ars Poetica in Bratislava.
He won the XII Poetry Biennal in Alessandria. He worked with the theatre company OzooNo for the show V, part of the 2005/2006 season at Turin’s Teatro Stabile. A inquisiçao was translated into Portuguese and presented at Casa Fernando Pessoa, Lisbon; in French and presented in Paris. His poetry was translated, published and/or performed in English, French, Portuguese, Slovak, Polish, German, Spanish and Japanese. He edited essays on contemporary Italian theatre and drama, conversations. He freelanced for Outis – National Centre for Contemporary Drama in Milan and made lecture tours throughout Europe. He lived in different cities as Turin, Venice and Milan directing the observatory ManifatturAE; he directs the contemporary season Dissection in Teatro Fondamenta Nuove (Venice) and the Festival Torino Poesia (Turin).
[Del]
You wan lock horns, just cause you got scorned
wanna get your plot on? D got forms of
warm receptions, important perceptions
so foreign projections in the projects, keep me
protected, cause secret objections we greet with
aggression, we teach em' a lesson we breach the
deception, we eat ya' for breakfast complete the
suggestion, defeating oppression the weak will retreat
with a weapon, if the walls will cease
then I'm all for peace, that's my core belief
so why would I wanna war and beef, I don't need more to eat
so I don't horde the meat, the lure of the streets
is sure to keep, weak motherfuckers trying ta beat
motherfuckers I, seek and disrupt the frame of mind
that's corrupted, skim haters of they grim nature
strugglin' to get paper while they spit vapor.....
[Hook]
famous facists aiming plane crashes
insane clashes, the war of the masses
caskets, cremated to ashes
in this disastrous, world war of the masses
remain passive or aim and blast it
the past is, gone it's the war of the masses
[Virt]
as we checking out of the second millenium
hear the reckoning beckoning
prefects are involved in religious lecturing
infecting in the peoples mind, evil festering
questioning they lessons and they ride on you like
an equestrian, psychotic off anti-biotics
and chemical bi-products the medicals try on us
I promise that every word is a comet
a bom for the congress, who claim to see beyond Nostradamus
you can rely on bibles if you need a guide to
provide you with vital knowledge thats born inside you
my haiku typhoon remind you
false idols blind you, crucify and bind you
why do the mass of us not see cash we lust
half of us need dough but people slash they cut
then pass the crust, most leave little for those after us
from ass and nut to ash and dust
[Hook]
[V:] The mercenaries we sent to retrieve the verse of aries
cursed to carry dead weight on our backs like hearsts that bury
[D:] Jerks immersed in the worst affairs we could describe
the impact of lies on earth is scary
business to witness, but Del and Virtch are very
revolutionary
[V:] Immune to any torture tactics
practice to beat the system lilke victims of an abusive family
[D:] Then who can we trust?
[V:] few if any
confusion led me to abuse the henny
but then the music let me see that there was
better ways to use my pennies
[D:] using various options, choosing every concoction
cause losings an illusion I foster
like who is your partner, he doing the cha-cha
I see through it cause I do what I got ta'
[V:] the fluid we author, for your mind shine
lucid to oculars, and magnify the truth like binoculars