FEILE-FESTA
Spring 2006
Poetry
Eritrea My Ithaca
- L. Calio
Escape
- P. Corso
Losing a Country
- M. C. Delea
Inclined
- EF Di Giorgio
A Sicilian in Potter’s Field
- G. Fagiani
a color called family
- J. Farina
The Past
- M. M. Gillan
Don’t Speak
- D. Gioseffi
Sharkia
- G. Hanoch
The Old Blatherskites
- T.S. Kerrigan
Seal Woman’s Lament
- C. Loetscher
Barefoot
- C. Lovin
L'amara Primavera
- Q. Marrone
Understudy
- L. A. Moseman
Brooklyn and America
- F. Polizzi
Death of Brahan Seer
- T. Reevy
For Sean Sexton
- T. Sexton
The City at the Center of the World
- A. Verga
Right Angles
- R. Viscusi
Agrigento
- J. Wells
FEILE-FESTA
Spring 2006
Prose
No Matter How Far
- L. Dolan
Ireland and Sicily: Two Islands
- E. Farinella
Southern Exposure
- M. Lisella
Because She Was
- J. O’Loughlin
Flying
- P. Schoenwaldt
Review of DANCES WITH LUIGI
- T. Zeppetella
FEATURED ARTIST
Melissa Kennedy
BIOGRAPHIES
Contributors
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LOSING A COUNTRY I've lost Ireland as sure as I would knowmy way around the grass, the small shacks, the smell of rain and the noise of sheep. I need to get a grasp on its rolling hills, farms of grain, the land of grandparents and great-grandparents, the dirt, the sod. I want to find Ireland beyond TV and Aer Lingus ads, to stroll cemeteries and smell my own blood, sit and wonder if an ancient me once sat there trying to imagine what the future might be. The Ireland that made me me is there, in accents I never had, in a famine taught to me in history class, in slang I don't comprehend, in this American me who knows the importance of finding what's lost and bringing it back where it belongs. |