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
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
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THE CITY AT THE CENTER OF THE WORLD Garbage is gathered compacted and sent awayThroughout the day, in trucks, barges and trains And there's a jostling babel of skin pigmentations A racket of traffic on land, sea and air The sidewalks are continually being repaved It's where all roads merge to one Broadway Rivers mingle in an estuarial bay Piers rot to become stage sets, causeways And the most athletic clever and sexy babes Come to meet powerful and generous males Bear-like dogs eat steak, canaries take vacations And beggars tap for loose change in exotic spasms Every day is a miracle of avant-garde greatness And a flotilla patrols the rivers and waterways To keep those who do not adore us at arm's length Flying gunships weave twixt glittering towers Keeping fighters and alien elites out of rocket range Here gather the best and the strongest legs The most resilient lungs, sophisticated brains From every province and outpost of empire They train for and win the aristocrat race Only the most fit survive to procreate Whatever doesn't diminish increases strength The municipal logo proclaims “Here! Still On our feet, after all these very awful years.” The city flag of commerce is bamboo jade. I was born here. Native. I play and am played. I am alive, and will never leave. |