Ellie belfiglio

When I hear this sound that awakens me, intimidating its way into my cloistered night, I write…


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… A sad mellow tone of a bell,

Rings melancholy a sad knell.

It brings with lamenting, great sorrow!

It give me a thought for tomorrow.

… Why think now of that, what is past?

Those dear to me, strong and fast;

And that bell still tolls, a sad knell.

It brings me visions, that sad bell…

… Away you sad thoughts, bother not!

Your thoughts of sorrow, away rot;

And that knell, that bell, why so ring?

Mourning for one dead, death song sing!

… And that bell rings on, that sad bell!

It strikes my heart, that fool knell.

For I hear it says, tones like said,

“It is your life, that is dead!” …




Author: elliebelfiglio

I am a professor, a poet, an author, and an immigrant. I am the survival of many political and economical hardship. As a political immigrant, it took me a long time to master the English language and to come to terms that I can never see my family again. "THE PARTING FROM MY FAMILY WAS THE BEGINNING OF A FRIENDSHIP THAN THE END OF OUR FRIDAYS!" My autobiography, "THE RAIN STOPS IN TEXAS" was published in 1997 by Eakin Press. It can be found in Amazon. As Ernest Hemingway says, write about something you know, most of my novels are about cultural difference of the old and new and American style of living compare to my home country. My poetry are in all forms. I write as they come to me. My first draft is always my last draft. "THIS IS MY WORLD, WELCOME!" "THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE!"

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