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FEILE-FESTA
Spring 2014

Poetry

My Grandmother’s Sheets
- M. Bouvard
In My Sicilian Cart
- S. Buttaci
Irish Prayer
- N. Byrne
In the VA Hospital
- M. Candela
My Immigrant Grandpa’s Cottage
- A. Curran
Assurance
- F. Diamond
A Dream of Joe
- C. Dodds
He Never Shut Up
- L. Dolan
La Sicilia
- J. Going
A Kind of Sacrament
- T. Johnson
I’m Writing Brochures for Travel Companies
- M. Lisella
Grandmothers Speak
- P. McClelland
All the Way
- J. McKernan
Cahir Castle
- K. Mitchell-Garton
Return to New York
- T. Peipins
Memorabilia
- F. Polizzi
Lu Friscalettu/
The Reed Pipe

- N. Provenzano
At the Protestant Cemetery
- D. Pucciani
Evelyn McHale
- J. Raha
Gerry Summons Up The Past
- G. Sarnat
Doing Her Proud
- M. Trede
My Daughter Wears Her Evil Eye to School
- L. Wiley
Finbarr Enters the Poet’s Mind
- H. Youtt
Beyond the Animal Farm
- C. Yuan

Maria Lisella


I’m Writing Brochures for Travel Companies

Dizzying daytrips from Rome, Florence, Venice …

The best place to drink espresso served by Siena's virtuoso baristi
Where to find Baci di Cherasco, “chocolate kisses”
Or Tuber magnatum pico, tartufo bianco – the white truffle.

Where to sip playful white Astis, bold and broad Barolos
Where to nibble cheeses subtle and sharp, creamy and dense

Oh you little Marco Polos, ask me to create
your Premium Tour brochures.

At my desk, I will wear a
stola as they did in Ancient Rome,
that will flow down to my wine-stained toes

And my mouse will turn into a pecorino.