Ellie belfiglio

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



Ellie belfiglio

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I know I lost my memories somewhere!

Unformed notes scattered with no care.

On scrapes of paper, thoughts have no time to evolve.

Pictures I meant to draw with no resolve.

The crooked branches of a tree;

A twisted mouth of sanity!


Lines that never found their end.

I put them somewhere in a bend.

Never meant to discard those.

How would I erase those pose?

Moments of spontaneous sight.

Visitation of clarity at night.

All buried somewhere,

The bits and pieces of we, there.

I know I put them somewhere;

To finish them someday with care!! …




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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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