Follow My Bliss

"I have a crazy, crazy love of things, I like pliers, and scissors, I love cups, and rings, and bowls-- not to speak of course of hats...

"The morning is full of storm in the heart of summer the clouds travel like white handkerchiefs of goodbye. The wind, travelling, wavin...

"I remember you as you were in the last autumn. You were the grey beret and the still heart. In your eyes the flames of the twilight fo...