“Music brings a warm glow to my vision, thawing mind and muscle from their endless wintering.”

“My spirit is warmed up with the visions of my destiny; while my heart is burning with the desires to achieve them all. Those thoughts have produced a thick smoke that's clouding my mind from focusing in the present moment.”

“But my memories are like a fire in winter—whenever I'm cold I can warm my hands at them.

—Ditta”

“What am I doing here in this endless winter?”

“They bring my music to life.”

“It is a real chill out. The fall crisp comes
I am aware there is winter to heed.
There is no warm house
That is fitted with my need.”

“Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow”

“In the spring or warmer weather when the snow thaws in the woods the tracks of winter reappear on slender pedestals and the snow reveals in palimpsest old buried wanderings, struggles, scenes of death. Tales of winter brought to light again like time turned back upon itself.”

“During a warm winter rain… the basins of her collarbones collected water.”

“My pen knows what to do. I close my eyes and I see this girl who glows. A girl who radiates. When she smiles, she beams. She warms my heart. I open my eyes with a feeling of floating past all the garbage around me. I will emerge unscathed because I will not endeavor to hide myself from whatever is coming. Bring on the worst. I welcome it with open arms.”