Ellie belfiglio

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


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Ellie belfiglio


I become no one!

I have no shadow in sun.

I have no footprints in sand.

I see nothing in the mirror in my hand.

I hear nothing when I speak.

I feel nothing when I am weak.

I cry, then disappear without a trace.

No one is looking for me in this place.


No one is worried if I am allright;

Although I am part of every site;

And everything I see;

But nothing and nobody is part of me!

I have no shadow, no outline!

My color is the background color, not mine.


I am in the shape of weather near that is sealed.

I am fluid and I yield.

No one can draw me close, I have a shield!

I am pliable, me, no one can hold.

Don’t even try, I’ve been made of different mold;

Or you will surely all together erase-

Me because I am…

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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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