Ellie belfiglio

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

“HOW TO SCULPT A FROG”

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Valleys are deep, mountains are high, wind moans, and I am as unpredictable as sky's warth

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Oh, how I wish

To peer down upon the earth.

To climb the highest tree and

to rise above it all.

To watch over the world and

To reach down

To find our souls and

To crush the death from them.

To hunt through the forest and

To search through the weeds and

To scour the dirt and

To unearth on ounce of dignity and

To toss about that dignity and

To drown the world with it.

To take the sphere in my palm and

To wring it through my fingers and

To hurl it against the forgiving wall and

To pick up the pieces and

To sculpt

A frog from them!! …

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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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