Ellie belfiglio

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

“PLUCKING THE GAP”

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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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Wiser than vain

Bettors to editors

A silent moment

Of game- ah!

With the light of a cat-

Wilder refrain

Beams of misreckons- nay-

When

A candles’s aflame

Is

Truer than that?

Lie’ ere and drain

Off

Ha! The greedy begetters

Hm! In the fire’s

Claim to eternal sap-zap

Zap!

Likewise

Peel your fingers

Wiselike

Plucking

The

Gap!! …

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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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