Michael Ardizzone (February 10th,1986 / New Jersey, US)
Biography of Michael Ardizzone
I was born not too long ago in a suburban hospital in New Jersey. I grew up in my hometown-lived there throughout my formative years with a good family in a two story house. I go to college currently in Poughkeepsie, NY at Marist College, studying Computer Science (my major) and Writing (my minor) . Currently I'm in a program that will allow me to graduate after five years of schooling with both a BS and MS in Software Development.
My eyes have been a trouble since I was very young and though I wear glasses now, I can never hope to see the world how it should be seen. As such, I've developed a different way of looking at things. Everything is rich with metaphor and significance to me-sometimes it is overwhelming. This is my inspiration to write.
My skill in writing was slow to develop. I didn't grow into anything close to a writer until I was 16 and discovered that I enjoyed writing poetry. The past five years have been speckled with spurts of poetic productivity. I read poetry every day from both amateur and professional authors. I try to study and hone my art as much as I can while I work and go to school.
I'm still not a quick reader, though I greatly enjoy reading novels, it takes me a month to get through one. I enjoy being immersed in another world and drawing the emotions from the characters into myself, feeding on them. These emotions inspire much of my work. Likewise, I need all the emotion I can get-I tend to be a loner. My friends are few and close, but none seem to appreciate poetry as much as I do, so I've come on the internet seeking like-minded individuals.
- A Birth, A Breath
- A City Scene
- A Collapse of Conscience
- A Sonnet for Cliched Lovers
- A Vivisection of Loneliness and its Reas...
- Ars Poetica
- Discipline (A Thought in One Beat Words)
- Eulogy (On Grass)
There's no glass left
to break in my hand
when I make a fist.
There's no strength left
in my swollen pride
to make a fist.
and to raise it,