Ellie belfiglio

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


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… Congealed autumn air in a sunken park,

silhouettes emerge under a silent specked sky!

… Cigarette smoke and rebel youth souls,

searching for inspiration, they assemble.

Birthing profound redundancies…

… Hatched the night, He emerges.

Tangled mass over glazed eyes;

intoxicated with knowledge,

He is Sage of the dew-kissed grass…


… ceded kindness beckons a visit from an-

unwanted stranger.

Feeling fear replaced by melody of wisdom,

slurred verses from Catcher in Rye,

intimate words seduce the soul!

… “All Killers know poetry.”

Then let us fall victim.

Thriving on each drunken revelation;

share your fancies- ignite our dreams.

… Out of one shadow and into another,

the phantom is gone, but the spirit remains!! …





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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