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


My eyes look into my other self deep.

Awareness marvelously does creep.

What others who gaze at my eyes see?

Do they see what I see when I stare at me?

Do they know my nightmares are not dreams;

As I sit and stare at me in streams?

Wanting, longing, staring, seeking!

Staring at what in my head is peeking!

All know who am I, but only I know my name;

Locked in a fright that I overcame…


Oh, if they only knew of my sanity;

As I sit and stare… stare at me!

As I seek, long, want, brace,

And act brave with grace;

As I long to believe how I am sad;

As I know how terrified I am and mad!

My fears hold me from moving on;

Or to lose my image where there is sun.

But now when my own nothings embark,

I know it is…

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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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