The time that is night,
I fear the most that fright.
Something forbidding is there,
In the descending shadows in air,
Compounds my trepidation so much,
Of other empty night of such.
Must I preoccupy my mind,
Through the motion kind?
Passage of time is near-
of that which appear.
I realize that although-
emptiness envelope me though.
It’s really me,
Knowing my heart is free!! …
Ellie
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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!"
