FEILE-FESTA
Spring 2009
Poetry
The Shepard
- D. Bastianutti
In Grandfather's Garden (Nel Giardino del Nonno)
- L. Calio
A, E, I, O, U
- C. Carielli
Sappho Spoke for the Heartbroken
- T. Casa
Girl at the Deli
- B. Curley
Concupiscence
- L. Dolan
Caserta
- ellen
Size in Sicily(Misura in Sicilia)
- G. Fagiani
Litany of San Vito
- G. Fagiani
Legacy
- V Fazio
Descending
- D. Feela
Tasseomancy, My Grandmother and the Old Irish Art of Reading Tea Leaves
- M. Flannery
Never
- H. Fox
The Art of Giving
- K. Gerard
A Pair of Boots
- A. Guruianu
My Italian Farther Gives Birth
- J. Herman
Irish Linen
- K. Kenny
Empty Chairs
- M. Lisella
When I Lived a Short Distance Away
- K. Machan
Siren Song
- V. Maher
Montale's Lemons
- L. Mullenneaux
The Meditations of Beckett
- R. Murphy
Fear of Flying
- T. O'Connor
Zampogna
- F. Polizzi
What I Write About
- D. Pucciani
A Catalog of Irish Birds
- C. Reyes
Upon Rediscovering My Ancestors' Home In an Ancient Italian Town
- M. Saba
Thistles - Elgy for Vincent Scambray
- K. Scambray
FEILE-FESTA
Spring 2009
Prose
Oh, Glass
- R. Brown
The Summer of Love
- C. Bruni
The Doll (A Pupa)
- R. Del Borrello
Il commentario sul libro, Italia – Irlanda: Cultura e Valori (Bonanno Editore) Commentary on the book, IRELAND AND ITALY: Culture and Values (Bonanno Editore)
- E. Farinella
Review of Carol Bonomo Albright & Joanna Clapps Herman’s anthology, WILD DREAMS: The Best of Italian Americana (Fordham University Press)
- R. Holz
Bury Aunt Rosie...A Rosie by Any Other Name
- R. Junker
An Grá – Slabhra An Nádúir? (Love - A Chain of Nature?)
- M. Walsh
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Concupiscence Two are left behind on the mountain farm Maggie, the oldest, Roger, the youngest. The rest flee the land heeding the Sirens’ call to New York where the skyscrapers block Orion and the Seven Sisters.
Who first makes the decision not to marry? Is it the rosy-cheeked and buxom Maggie churning butter til her fingers blister, cursing the filthy chickens, fearing to leave her taciturn brother consuming the champ* smothered in butter?
Or does Roger know two women wither like corn husks in one kitchen? Or is it that their ties to the dancing wheat, the bleating sheep in the upper pasture, the warmth of the cow’s udders under her jutting hips, are lust enough?
*potatoes mixed with cabbage
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