Ellie belfiglio

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

“SCATTERING”

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THE UNPREDICTABLE

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The words are breaking.

Moss from time decayed;

Left abandoned.

There, where the voice is lost,

The wind deepens;

Empties the eternity with a pass key.

Orphans, the drowned.

The tree at the seashore died yesterday;

Giving its roots to the last hung man.

Simple continuity!

Simple journey!

You hope but, something in your experience-

Is constantly getting away!! …

hand-painted-oil-Paintings-on-Canvas-cheap-oil-painting-art-for-wall-Women-on-the-beachThe Unpredictable

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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!"

3 thoughts on ““SCATTERING”

  1. So lovely … The painting too.

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