Ellie belfiglio

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

“OLD AGE”

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I was in youth’s dynasty!

Those days had gone with dree.

In bitter, glorious desires I put above,

Or sweet, melodious and promising love

My youth, all of it has vanished…

I came across the old age and despair!

Wearing the gray color on my hair.

I think again of bitter love that had fame;

But none of us knows each other’s name.

My youth, all of it has vanished!! ...
despair
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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