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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SHARKIA The land was parched,another promise was broken. Lake Violin crested over the palm groves. Floods covered the land followed by blankets of snow. When they melted the land had its fill, drunk and rested. The sun beat up on the land, its torn skin was peeling, pleading for floods. Lizards came out of the cracks. Fires signaled each other on mountain peaks. Stifling air stood above the broken shore. Hot dry wind Sharkia swept the land from the east. Heavy steam lay on the only lake. The natives hid in mountain caves. The old train stopped exhausted, whistled incessantly The sea kept sending weak waves to the shore and wait ed. Tall Eucalyptus trees carpeted the roads with fragrant leaves offering them to the melting asphalt. |