Scene Two – Part Two EMMANULELLE POLLIZI enters, a bundle under his arm. Polizzi:
Iania!
Iania:
Manni! Where have you been?
Polizzi:
Non importa, my love
Iania:
I was so worried, and I want to talk about….
Polizzi:
(interrupting) No. I’m sorry we fought with such bitterness. Let us plan for tomorrow. I have big plans, Iania, big plans.
Iania:
(more interior) When I landed in this country, I saw the most beautiful lady. Her face was calm and hands were smooth, and her rippling blue dress rivaled the ocean’s beauty. In our rags, I looked at my mother, Her skin worn out by the wind And hands swollen and scarred from labor. But in the fire of her eyes and the steel of her voice, She said, Here…Here is the door to our new life. I knew this place was a new beginning It lead me to you. (Back to Mani) But when your eyes fill with disdain and your voice with fear, My heart cannot anchor in this shifting tide. We need a new life A new shore That’s bound with love and joy.
Polizzi:
We can make it here, Iania. As your mother said, Here. Here, there is opportunity. Here, there is power. (more interior) Every day I strain on the docks pulling ropes and lifting crates Lemon, oysters and salt