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

2016-020… You can perfectly decide-

That I am crushing my pride.

I am leaving my ease,

Which only pained my breeze!

Because I was naive,

Now I must grieve!

This is a better way-

Not having listeners who betray!

… My star, you well know,

That my eyes filled with woe!

Joy, thrill and song-

Died for his wrong.

My star, you can tell me-

What will happen to my sanity?

My poems are gone!

I burned them with fun!

… On my empty bed,

Where I have suffered,

I finally retire,

Knowing my poems are in fire.

Where before I lay-

On those lines of dismay!

Now I am in rage-

For burning that long page!!




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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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