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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A COLOR CALLED FAMILY the world was black and whitewhen we immigrated here black boat to black train. the canadian landscape in winter was all black trees and white snow under a black night and white moon mamma, papa and i walked blocks to a paisano's to watch i love lucy and lawerence welk on a black and white tv we wondered at commercials we did not understand, hawking white cigarettes and black cars. nuns in black and white taught me on blackboards with white chalk. priests in black and white saved our souls from the black of hell for the white of heaven. black and white smoke permeated my neighborhood, from the foundry stacks where papa worked. color appeared when we gathered for an evening meal of white pasta and red sauce ruby wine and green salad. |