Tuesday, 22 March 2016

#Redlips #TheWolf

As soon as Wolf began to feel that he would like a decent meal he went and knocked on Grandma´s door… (Roald Dahl)

You better keep the wolf back from the door, he wanders ever closer every night…

Dahl and his rhymes sure messed up a bit of me some 20 years ago…I can’t give up on the idea of the wolf, I even made a youtube playlist of songs related to wolves and called it lycans…the wolf, the moon, how its outside of me, how its inside of me, der Steppenwolf, a recurring theme that haunts me during the sleepless nights.

Eco explains the wolf as a repetitive character in fables and fairy tales, it’s our own wild side, the one we fear but at the same time gives us strength to challenge the unknown. So this is the story of a wolf, whose songs only I can hear.

A wolf that haunts, that howls, that scares but at the same time brings the force within, the leader of the pack, lover of the night. A wolf that represents an energy outside of myself as it is a reflection of my own mind, that behaves and misbehaves, a duality seeking both light and darkness. 


As usual, the Wolf can reside in a state of what the swede word lagom describes as an understanding of the meaning of collective conscience and respect. However, as in the prisoner’s dilemma, when one of the players realizes that it can take advantage of the other it will cease to collaborate. So sometimes, the Wolf is a rebel (in the midnight hour, she cries more, more, more) and wants to dominate the game. 


Chiara Bautista

Tuesday, 15 March 2016

Cute little heartbreaker

I want you to miss me little heartbreaker
To long for the tender nibbles of my lips
I want you to miss me little mess maker
And recall the movement of my hips
I want you to miss me little dream faker
To remember the sweet fragrance of my hair
I want you to miss me little life shaker
To sense once more the flare
I want you to miss me little poem taker
To let it all go and feel at ease
I want you to miss me little game player
To feel again the way I’d kiss

I want you to miss me like the wolf
Misses the moon in the midnight hour
Of moonless nights
Misses the traces on his skin
The playful fights
The fire within
The battle of sighs
The stare so keen
The music in the back
The shadows unseen
The witty remarks
Playing hide and seek
Under the covers of the night

Chiara Bautista