Biography of Felix Stefanile
Felix Stefanile was bom in 1920 in Long Island City, New York. He was educated in the public schools and at CCNY. A World War 11 veteran, he found employment after the war in a series of clerical jobs until 1950, when he began his eleven-year stint in the New York State Department of Labor. There he eventually became a middle functionary in worker's claims and entitlements.
Felix Stefanile Poems
The Americanization Of The Immigrant
Your words, Genoveffa, through the open window, telling me once again what to buy at the store-
Taking Sides With John Ciardi
When Robert Lowell hyphenated you- Italian, hyphen sign, American- to praise your poetry, your answer ran in rough-house expletives. Your passion flew,
How I Changed My Name, Felice
In Italy a man's name, here a woman's, transliterated so I went to school for seven years, and no one told me different. The teachers hardly cared, and in the class
The Dance At St. Gabriel's
We were the smart kids of the neighborhood where, after high school, no one went to school, you NYU and I CCNY. We eyed each other at St. Gabriel's
A Late Elegy for a Baseball Player
He was all back, his stance was clumsy, ran like a horse,
Carmen, you were seven. You sought me after school, just came alongside as I marched away, and fcll in stride. I caught your side-long glances. Beneath your bangs and spit-curls you were pale,
Carmen, you were seven. You sought me after school,
just came alongside as I marched away,
and fcll in stride. I caught your side-long glances.
Beneath your bangs and spit-curls you were pale,
your dark eyes shimmered, you were all eyes.
You talked a blue streak for a stranger,
and I hardly answered. I was shy of words.
You said you were afraid of our old streets,
men shouting at trucks backing in and out