Ellie belfiglio

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

“A SILENT NIGHT”

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When the tears flow

from the sooty cloud and woe

when the azure color sea

from anger howls savagery!

But what is storm, what is cry?

A silent night For lonely to get by.

A man sings in the farm!

A sad song of lost charm!

The other lonely is me on this earth

who opens a storm of tears with hurt!! …

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Ellie

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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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