For an Hour, We Lived from Flowers

I suspect from your foreign languages, I have read how many you speak, that this picture-words, word-pictures have evolved as it were biologically in your linguistic memory.

Amazing: true lyrics by a scientist.

"Thoughts and lyric texts for between whiles," you name the book. It is a "between whiles" by itself, between magic spell and banality, between seeing, knowing and suffering and dream.

I never read a lyric manuscript without cessation, this time I could not help.

My congratulations on your book."

--Silja Walter, Swiss author, nun