Le Rjatáki Chirikli – L’Ocell de la Nit – The Nightly Bird
At noon, in the woods, near the river-bank, a Romani girl speaks aloud:
“White birch tree, stand behind me –
So I feel myself protected.”
The birch is there; the tallest and stoutest of them all. The girl takes her skirt off, unbuttons her shirt, takes it off, and says:
“Handsome boy, stand before me, look at me –
So I feel myself desired –”
She also says, a little softer:
“… Come and take me if you like me!
So I have my wish fulfilled.”
She is alone. Time goes on and nobody comes, but the bird of the Rroma is always watching a Rromni…; hidden among the trees, it waits and sees while she lies on the sandy ground and begins to caress herself between the thighs and to pinch her nipples. The sun shines on her skin; the air is warm and pleasurable. After a while, she gets some satisfaction, shuts her eyes and soon falls asleep.
That ‘sumnali chirikli’ –truly a sacred bird– will wait quietly while she rests. Later on, when she wakes up, it will approach her and speak many words. She will speak of much, too…
[Photos shot near midday on 3rd October, 2011, in a birch grove in Catalunya – in the Pyrenees. “True” colours are recreated digitally. – “Earthly” colours might be shown as well on a next post.)]