Bob Kaufman Quotes
Sometimes when the wind is blowing in my hair, I cry because its coolness is too beautiful
Streets paved with opal sadness, Lead me counterclockwise, to pockets of joy, And jazz.
Sometimes when the wind is blowing in my hair, I cry because its coolness is too beautiful
Streets paved with opal sadness, Lead me counterclockwise, to pockets of joy, And jazz.