Category: Home is a Sweater Press Press Reviews

This Spring Air

There’s a lightness, this spring. The heavy air that weighed me down in winter grief, isn’t completely gone, but it has mostly dissipated. Walking with a smile is an easier task and I’m able to see strength in my body, where I used to see weakness. One thing about infertility, is that it will push… Continue reading This Spring Air

Moving…Forward?

The bruises on my abdomen are gone, along with the dark blue and green ones that lived in the crook of my arm. There are no early morning appointments or amped up anxiety. Life is sort of calm, maybe quiet. On February 16 we transferred our only embryo, and a week or so later, we… Continue reading Moving…Forward?

After February 16

It’s been four months since our failed IVF transfer. Four months since I’ve been able to write about it or even have a meaningful conversation with others about it. Time has moved quickly, and not at all, at the same time. Immediately after learning that we weren’t pregnant, without my having to ask, my partner… Continue reading After February 16

“Home is a Sweater” (Finishing Line Press Book of the Day)

FLP CHAPBOOK OF THE DAY: Home is a Sweater by Stefanie Wielkopolan ADVANCE ORDER: https://finishinglinepress.com/product/home-is-a-sweater-by-stefanie-wielkopolan/… Home is a Sweater reflects on ideas of #place, #infertility, #trauma, and hope. A series of poems explore memories held within specific organs of the body and others use tangible objects to reflect on absence and loss. Pieces take you… Continue reading “Home is a Sweater” (Finishing Line Press Book of the Day)

“Home is a Sweater” (Poem)

Below is the title poem from my upcoming poetry collection, “Home is a Sweater.” Copies can be ordered through Finishing Line Press: https://www.finishinglinepress.com/product/home-is-a-sweater-by-stefanie-wielkopolan/ Home is a Sweater Michigan is a tight sweatersnug around my chest and waist. The neckline,a compression of homeand the Great Lakes. In the summer, spun woolsuffocates andicicles puncture lungs,in the winter.… Continue reading “Home is a Sweater” (Poem)

Loss of Production (Poem)

Loss of Production I.The eggs are there,along with cysts,a thin uterine lining,fibroids and scar tissue. I do not know how this will end. II.I’ve been saying fuck a lot.When the blood starts,when someone,anyone younger than me,announces an unplanned pregnancy. A pregnancy absent of forms,thousands of dollars invested in conception, blood work, tests, drugsand therapy. I… Continue reading Loss of Production (Poem)

Inventory

I scan the bookshelf next to my side of the bed. The double row of books, like an artifact or exhibit of what my focus, our focus, has been the past five years. Memoirs about women, deemed infertile, who eventually got pregnant, books on how to make changes in your life so that you too… Continue reading Inventory