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Poem: saving the best for last

nonna once told me
when mamma was a child
one day during sunday dinner,
nonna noticed a slice of salami under her plate,
nonna asked why.
mamma said she saved the salami
so she have it for last
leaving the best taste in her mouth.
today eating an italian pizza
(not an italian american one)
i eat the crust first,
leaving the best for last,
and eating it with a knife and fork.

@2014 – Vittoria repetto

Poetry Book: Not Just A Personal Ad

Poetry by

published by Guernica Editions Inc.
ISBN 978-1-55071-244-5 84 pages $13

Poetry that eroticizes simple household chores & casts a direct and witty eye on life’s complexity

“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.”
Chuck Forester – Lambda Book Report Winter 2007 Page 30

“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 – Lambda Book Report – Fall 2006

Vittoria repetto is an energetic and passionate voice in Italian American poetry. Honest and clear, this brave poet knows how to make the world spin. At the same time, she is able to root her poems in the world of lower Manhattan where she grew up and still lives.
Maria Mazziotti Gillan

This collection of poems manifests a genuine sensibility interacting with a striking poetic gift. The meld is seamless. Repetto uses contemporary American idiom with a skill that approximates Dante’s with the Tuscan dialect.
Anthony Bardusk

“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.”
Edward Field

Nominated for the 2007 Audre Lorde Award for Lesbian Poetry

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Poem: Blue Eyes

her eyes are blue
robins cover their eggs
with their wings in shame
her eyes are blue
blue bonnets in a field
close in disgrace
her eyes are blue
the summer sky covers itself
with clouds
her eyes are blue
the mediterranean sea
tosses itself
on italian shores
and groans

@2002 – Vittoria repetto

Tues 1/28 Marisa Frasca & Joanne Pagano Weber Read at Bluestocking’s Women’s & Trans’ Poetry Jam

Women’s & Trans’ Poetry Jam & Open Mike

Tuesday Jan 28th 7pm – 9pm

Feature Writers: Marisa Frasca & Joanne Pagano Weber

Marisa Frasca’s poems deal with feminist issues, others a naturalist’s concerns, yet others are about an immigrant’d duality and experiences, but her characters are usually women and how they face questions of love, pain, subjugation, coming of age and growing into old age.

Joanne Pagano Weber’s writing and visual art is directly influenced by the matriarchal narrative tradition learned in her grandmother’s kitchen in the Bronx. Through a tiny lens, she is ever on the lookout for the miraculous in the everyday and the redemptive in the fallible, grounded in a plebeian and fatalistic world view.

$5 suggested donation
This series, started in 1999, is hosted by Vittoria repetto – the hardest working guinea butch dyke poet on the lower east side

Bluestockings Bookstore
172 Allen St.
(between Staton & Rivington)
1 1/2 blocks south from E.Houston

Open mike ( for women & trans) – sign-up at 7 pm – 8 minute limit
Bring your poetry, your prose, your songs, and your spoken word.

Take V or F train to 2nd Ave. and exit from the 1st Ave exit and walk south down Allen St. (aka. 1st Ave) 1 ½ blocks to the store.

Sat 9/21 Italian-American Writers’ Word Feast – NYC

Writers include:
Vittoria repetto
Gil Fagiani
Gerry La Femina
Patricia Leuzzi
Rosalind Palermo Stevenson
Maria Terrone
and others to be announced.

The reading series includes books signings by participating authors

When:Sep 21st @ 2:00 PM – 4:00 PM
Where:New York Public Library Mulberry Street Branch
10 Jersey Street
Off Mulberry St between Prince & Houston St
New York,NY 10012


Join the Italian American Writers’ Association and the Mulberry Street Branch of the New York Public Library as they celebrate New York’s Italian heritage and Naples’ patron saint during New York City’s oldest and biggest religious street festival.

Poem: day off – edge of columbus park

where i sit in warm weather
having bought brown rice for the sparrows only
read and watch
old chinese
hunt for empty bottles to redeem,
tourists – some looking lost,
nicky- a homeless woman from nigeria
who calls me mum and sits for awhile
refusing addresses for shelters
but will offer me some of her mango,
people tossing bread for the pigeons
some pigeons with missing toes or feet
having escaped traps
that would have made them dinner,
the black buddhist monk
with wisdom in his chosen name
walks around them
as they eat

@2013 – Vittoria repetto

Poem: 2013 gay pride parade

a quarter to 4
and my section is still waiting to move
too many corporate floats
in front of us
wanting our busness
the price of acceptance

i watch a baby butch baby femme couple
dressed almost the same
but different.
the butch balances the femme
as she somersaults
in her arms.

@2013 – Vittoria repetto

Poem: announcement in the sistine chapel

like the voice of god
from a speaker on high
a women’s voice
tells the crowd
it’s not permitted
to take photos
this god speaks in italian, french and english
when she speaks in german,
her voice is a man’s

@2013 – Vittoria repetto

Poem: more study is needed

on the train to milan
an older english lady
reads a book on mindfulness
she sneezes
i say god bless
in italian and english
she doesn’t respond

@2013 – Vittoria repetto

Poem: the change

for years,

dad would ask me if I’d be coming for dinner

last sunday in june

“no, i’d say

i’m going to the gay pride, dad”

“why you want to go to that, he’d ask”

“cause you don’t have cute girls for me to meet here”

and he’d be quiet


his mind going

he asks and i answer

“going to the gay pride”

he says “you should be happy”

i chuckle to myself

thinking it took dementia

for him to change

@2013 – Vittoria repetto


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