Diese Tage, die leer dir scheinen
und wertlos für das All,
haben Wurzeln zwischen den Steinen
und trinken dort überall.
. . .
But nothing's lost. Or else: all is translation
And every bit of us is lost in it
(Or found—I wander through the ruin of S
Now and then, wondering at the peacefulness)
And in that loss a self-effacing tree,
Color of context, imperceptibly
Rustling with its angel, turns the waste
To shade and fiber, milk and memory.
The scent of a Cosmopolitan cocktail.
und wertlos für das All,
haben Wurzeln zwischen den Steinen
und trinken dort überall.
. . .
But nothing's lost. Or else: all is translation
And every bit of us is lost in it
(Or found—I wander through the ruin of S
Now and then, wondering at the peacefulness)
And in that loss a self-effacing tree,
Color of context, imperceptibly
Rustling with its angel, turns the waste
To shade and fiber, milk and memory.
The scent of a Cosmopolitan cocktail.
I've never had a Cosmopolitan but this definitely smells like booze! There is no morph with this blend, it smells exactly the same in the imp, wet on my skin and dry, although the booze aspect tones down slightly after a couple of hours.
The booze note is hard for me to identify but it reminds me of gin. On top of that is a slightly fruity note, it's not quite cherry and not too sweet either but somehow I got the impression of red. I finally went and looked up the recipe for a Cosmo, it's vodka, lime juice, Cointreau (or triple sec) and cranberry juice. So since vodka doesn't have much of an aroma, I'm guessing the booze note comes from the Cointreau and the fruity part is a mix of lime and cranberry. I can't wait to see what someone who drinks Cosmos thinks of this scent! It's pretty amazing to have a cocktail on your wrist and this stuff lasts!

























Oct 18 2005, 01:33 AM


