I Growing up, my mom grew marigolds in our backyard. They lined the side fences along Charlie and Florence’s yards, but sometimes, you could find them scattered around the front yard. Now they sit in a black pot, near my parents’ back door. II At a restaurant for my friend’s 48th birthday, dried marigolds hung… Continue reading Marigold Poem (unfinished)
Category: poetry
Level of Adulthood (list poem)
I measure adulthood by the items I own…
Western North Carolina
“Western North Carolina”after Aracelis Girmay’s “You Are Who I Love”Dedicated to Clare, Jen, Diane, and everyone in WNC To the barista at Dynamite Coffee,the one with the beard,long hair, and blue flannel shirt,who during weekday mornings,for five years,played James Taylor and Carole Kingon the record player, and made me a cupof coffee on my way… Continue reading Western North Carolina
Sweater Saturday: Organ Edition
It’s Sweater Saturday! In celebration of my book, “Home is a Sweater,” coming out in late June, here is another poem from the collection. Thank you to everyone who bought a copy of the book during the pre-sale period. Y’all are awesome! Copies should ship in the next week or two. Rendering of my Stomach… Continue reading Sweater Saturday: Organ Edition
It’s “Sweater” Sunday! (Berlin Edition)
Below is another poem from my upcoming chapbook, “Home is a Sweater” that’s coming out from Finishing Line Press in June 2023. https://www.finishinglinepress.com/product/home-is-a-sweater-by-stefanie-wielkopolan/ Berlin is a City of Borders Berlin is a city of twin bedspushed together at nightand a friendI no longer hear from. It is a city of grocery storesso efficient and bare… Continue reading It’s “Sweater” Sunday! (Berlin Edition)
It’s “Sweater” Sunday! (Black Mountain, NC Edition)
Below is another poem from my upcoming chapbook, “Home is a Sweater” that’s coming out from Finishing Line Press in June 2023. https://www.finishinglinepress.com/product/home-is-a-sweater-by-stefanie-wielkopolan/ Snowstorm in Black Mountain, NC We shovel ourselvesout of the apartment,pack the dog,and drive downtown. Our small town,under a foot of January snow,is shut down,save for the Chinese restaurantwhere our take-out is… Continue reading It’s “Sweater” Sunday! (Black Mountain, NC Edition)
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)
Stefanie Wielkopolan 