L'Oblio red fruit went to the corner bar

went to the corner bar

Stalks of wheat sway among chamomile

a specter of its original softness still remains

Cedarwood and guaiacwood add dryness and a touch of smoke to the composition

ghostly light or luminous flame which would reportedly haunt forests

L'Oblio red fruit went to the corner barFrom Giuseppe Imprezzabile I was in Cambodia, a long journey sailing down the Mekong, in search of forgetfulness as salvation. The banks of the great river, the spring dry season, light and shining notes of helichrysum, frankincense, and orange open this flow in a golden river, a luminous labyrinth of the soul. The arrival at Angkor Wat, the sound of drums in the night, overpowers the silence; it is the dawn of a new day. L'oblo tells the story of