Ellie belfiglio

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


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I will go up to the woods again;

And will let me in through a vaulted door-

To the sunlit nave, for there-

Nothing will matter anymore!

Here is a passive priestess done-

With love and laughter and strife and stir.

She kindles her candles one by one;

And does not dwell on the things that were.

Walling her spirit with sky and earth,

She does her penance to sky and trees.

She sweeps the floor with a holy mirth;

And joins in the bird’ bright melodies.

But if ever a footfall wake the calm,

Till the tall ferns trembles and draw apart,

She will snuff the taper and still the Psalm;

And bar the door with a beating heart!! …

18f2867574676c998673a0f2af0a8250The 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!"

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