Ellie belfiglio

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

“THE WATERFRONT”

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Ellie belfiglio

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… The tiny bridge I stand on has no use.

Nothing below it but earth.

It is as if it was there only to hold me…

… And there is a giant orange moon in the sky tonight!

Mysterious and different than before.

Like the eyes of someone I used to know…

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… Now the sea beneath is calm.

The wind wrinkles the wave slightly, but it doesn’t mind.

There are no clouds!

Just the trees from where I stand get in the way of the stars…

… It is so quiet!

I can hear the fish whispering in the sea!! …

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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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