Ellie belfiglio

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


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Snow is here, it covers my withdrawal!

Must I rest or let my wounds heal in this brawl?

There are shades of white, black, and gray here!

No longer I seek the color of peace but fear.

My fingers are branches, my arms, the tree.

What they will never grasp, they reach with glee.

I wonder from shadow to shadow in vain,

For I seek an illusion, once I thought it would remain.


What a barren landscape, no footprints are seen.

No cheering, no greeting, no echoes, nothing serene.

On this abstract scene, the moon cast its glow;

The only visitor can’t be restrained is snow!

The solace and silence apperaing.

Intruders fend off by numbing cold and pain, wearing;

For things are welcomed in this wintery soul, praising !! …




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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