Act 5, Scene 1: Irene’s Twilight Zone See whole poem, "The Main Show," and index of scenes. (Spotlight opens on the lobby of the theater. Characters who remain in the lobby enter the theater, which remains dark. Joan the nurse tells the tour guide to also go in, and the narrator hangs back awhile.) Joan: Go ahead in. I’ll stay with my patient.Anyway, this is a family…See More
Julia Nunnally Duncan will be a featured author at Little Switzerland Books and Beans on Friday, August 30, from 3-5. A book signing will follow. Julia will read from her latest books A Neighborhood Changes, A Part of Me, and A Place That Was Home.See More
"The introduction of my new publication, Guide to Antebellum Flat Rock will be launched on Sept 14 2019 at 1:30 PM at the Henderson County Court House 500 Main Street. A talk and a brief slide show follows with refreshments afterward. …"
Can women rescue the planet from ecological disaster?Nancy Werking Poling will launch her new novel, WHILE EARTH STILL SPEAKS, set in WNC. She'll tell the stories behind the story: How did Mary (more crone than virgin) get into the narrative? And Mary Surratt, a co-conspirator of John Wilkes Booth?See More
Travelling back in time on a Flat Rock roadby Rob Neufeld If you walk the one mile length of North Highland Lake Road in Flat Rock, you step nearly 200 years into the past. At the east end, the 21st century reigns. Fronting six-lane Spartanburg Highway, a super-Ingles sits above a bog; and a CVS store faces an Octopus Garden smoke shop, a chiropractor, a cell phone provider, and a six-lane avenue to I-26 a mile away . Neither Ingles nor CVS carries the big…See More
"Poems of intense sensibility and gorgeous imagery are a rarity these days; but this book of verse by a distinctly working class, distinctly lesbian, and distinctly Italian American voice is a must for all readers of good poetry. Rigoberto Gonzalez - On My Nightstand - Lambda Book Report - Fall 2006
My joy in reading these poems was Repetto’s rebel energy. She revels in her lust without avoiding her history. This is also a woman of courage as she negotiates the complexities of a multicultural existence. She tunes in to people who ride in her cab; she loves the city and the love of women. For her sex is freedom to indulge her desire; it is not possessive but an exchange of pleasure. Growing up in an age when all things sexual were disguised in metaphor, or never mentioned. I found her candor refreshing and stripped of anxiety.
sexual love is the eighth sacrament we receive each other’s body and are made one and what I want at least every now and then to see that clear and serene glow on her face to hear the symphony of her coming “meditation on the subject of heat”
Chuck Forester - Lambda Book Report Winter 2007 Page 30
"Her poetry has what T.S. Eliot and Wallace Stevens and the rest of them lack, clinging as they all do to their elitist view of poetry. I’d say she’s exactly what poetry needs -- she returns it to the people, even if the people, as Gerry Locklin says, don’t read poetry. But maybe if more poets start writing like her, they will, or at least listen to it." Edward Field
Vittoria repetto been published in Mudfish, Voices in Italian Americana, Rattle, Lips, The Paterson Literary Review, Italian Americana, Unsettling American: An Anthology of Contemporary Multicultural Poetry, Identity Lessons: Learning American Style, The Milk of Almonds: Italian American Women Writers on Food & Culture, and Harrington Lesbian Fiction Quarterly among others.
She have a chapbook entitled Head For the Van Wyck that contains a poem that her current publisher refused to print for fear of being sued by Camille Paglia. Her poems have been chosen as "Editor's Choice" in the Paterson Literary Review for five times since 2003.
She is the vice president of the Italian American Writers Association and was a judge in the 2005 Publishing Triangle's Audre Lorde Award for Lesbian Poetry ; Thomas Gunn Award for Gay Poetry
Vittoria repetto have been hosting the Women's/Trans' Poetry Jam at Bluestockings Bookstore on 172 Allen St. in NYC since its opening in 1999. The Jam is on the last Tuesday of the month from 7pm to 9pm and has an open mike.
with time to kill
while my cat gets his balls
i go up to the botanical gardens.
the roses are in bloom.
i sniff the hybrid teas,
not to annoy
as they frantically
roll and rub themselves
ave a & 1st.
an older dyke.
going to park slope.
smokes her cigarettes.
making me stop.
on atlantic ave.
to buy more.
at the brownstone.
she asks me.
to come in.
i say no.
i’m working, lady.
i got no money.
need to go inside.
get it from my friend.
leave me the leather jacket.
comes back at 2.