Ellie belfiglio

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

“AS NIGHT FALLS…”

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Melts blue sky

into gray and black like spy.

Claustrophobic people go to bed

wait for the day to spread.

Neglect the night

but I am awake, no spite!

Soaking in shadow and star.

I, the nature’s wings, spar.

Swim in river, later, in air

walk among leaves and despair!

leaves

Glance!

Among electric insects, I dance.

Animals who prey at midnight

I am not afraid of blanketed light.

I am not afraid of naked sky

or the brilliant azure tree close by!

I am not afraid of the lost

or fear the cost.

So I walk and swim the night

as the ignorant sleep through the plight!! ...
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Ellie

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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