Perfume of the Past "Time flows in dense and angular moulds. Great Decisions have brought all to what they are. Perfume of the Past surrounds me. I gather what is mine. Too long has been my waste." ... from the refusal of this waste of unrecorded poetry, Claudia Scornea's lyricism will be, in a captivating way, full of candor, revolt, introspection, despair, contemplation, amazement - feelings subsumed to a devastating eros in its complexity. Marin Budica
