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FEILE-FESTA
Spring 2007

Poetry

Cells Remember the Dark Mother
- L. Calio
Civil Twilight
- J. Campbell
Thirteen and Taken to Italy
- A. DiGennaro
Grandpa’s Wine
- G. Fagiani
scenes from an immigrant’s north
- J. Farina
Ritual
- V. Fazio
Embellishing an Irish Bible
- M. Flannery
My Father
- P. Franchini
Antietam’s Bloody Lane
- M. Galvin
Vulcano
- D. Grilli
Cuchulain Looks West from the Cliffs of Moher
- J Hart
Appolonia Remembers Her Wedding Day
- A. Iocavino
Dessert
- R. Leitz
The Same
- M. Lisella
Captured
- S. Mankerian
Penetration
- D. Massengill
On “Tuscan” Things
- N. Matros
Paddy Morgan
- D. Maulsby
Dreaming in Italian
- T. Mendez-Quigley
The Groom’s Lament
- J. Mulligan
Burns Supper
- K. Muth
Santorini
- P. Nicholas
Pop
- J. Nower
Tango, Tangere, Tetigi, Tactum
- M. O'Connor
My Italian Name
- J. Pignetti
A New Life with Bianca
- F. Polizzi
St. Anthony of Padua
- D. Pucciani
Chocolate Craze
- F. Sarafa
Black Irish
- J. Wells



Shahe Mankerian


CAPTURED

My mother did not
always have Medusa hair.

The black and white
photograph before marriage
shows mother smiling,
content, with darker hair,
with generous lips,
her eyes in focus.

This is mother
before marriage,
before 1964,
before my father
serenaded her in jazz clubs
all along the rocky seashores
of Rouché.

This was mother
with no children,
with no peacock husband,
no war in Lebanon.
This was she
with bruisless neck
and tumorless breast.

This was a woman my age.
She did not drive.
She walked,
shooting dust on peacocks.
her head erect,
not tilted nor dyed.

This is a woman
I did not know,
existed once
before this picture,
smiled
and was captured.