Ellie belfiglio

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

“THE BLUE HOUR”

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Between the long shadows of the day,

Amongst the myridal tones-

That change in blue array,

Before it heralds the night,

It reckons with the soft hour,

The long blue twilight,

Made more arable still..

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By fortuitous dreamers,

Upon their castellated will;

Striving to keep the time between!

Day ending and ebon dark;

A lengthening sunset scene;

And warding off the lonely night!

Bargaining for time-

to gain the eventide of light!! …

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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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