Robin is the night plant, the climbing vine, and the nymph. Her life is chance in permanence. Djuna Barnes describes transformations. The woman plays the man, the man wants to be the woman. The costume and the deception rescue from the false world: Because I am a woman forgotten by God. The night plant is a confession of the inbreeding of emotions. One must taste the extract of this plant, slowly, slurping and blowing, as if it were a boiling hot broth. The night plant is an object of wonder, bold and cool. It is composed to the melody of a timeless time.