Those little glass vases are no longer in fashion, true. Yet their spirit lingers. They remind me that beauty often hides in gestures we believed had vanished.
A fragment of poetry to revive
Now, these tiny vases rest proudly on my shelf, like crystal keepsakes. At times, I gaze at them and think: what if we reintroduced that poetry into everyday life? No need for special occasions. Just a bloom, tucked into the hair, set on a table, offered without reason. A gesture simple, inexpensive, yet full of warmth.
Why not, after all, revive a trace of that period when every detail expressed love for the beauty of ordinary living?
