Bangkok Disney Princess Party

Commère








(1951)

grass seeded what he thought, oblivious
dug a path through death, hardly
if I hear the hissing of the wheels of your bike
summer after classes
it rains - Street crachouille, a name did you
hardly feel like the weight of silence, rumor
with you tonight to come to a screeching grass
teenager from astonishment, which returns
figure in the rise. Soon
you lose breath and linger a while.
your shadow is an herb that looks simple, is a sign So will

thirty-eight ONZAIN of the most beautifully crafted, flexible, sensitive and strong at once. But above the elegy to a girl fifteen anscache moods more diverse: it is a meditation on the grass, herbs, or another twenty meditations, crossing at the option of walking vicinal. Accustomed to the ways

paid - their language,
the conversation that weave together the herbs
when it rained, the sun is
before sleeping tour of the hills ...

Where we see that it is a solar light that lives Grasses, this set modest and gentle, found in a book of ninety years. Moving light for superb success.

Jean-Marie Perret

• Commère Pascal, Grasses , the weather, in October 2007.