“I’m The She – Wolf” By Ines Arenas Jewelry Gallery

Poem: She-wolf.
By: Alfonsina Storni.

I’m like the she-wolf
I broke up with the flock
and went to the mountain
tired of the being in the plains.

I have a child, fruit of love, of a lawless love.
I couldn’t be like the other women, an oxen caste
with a yoke to their necks; my head raises freely!
I want to tighten the grass with my bare hands.

Look how they laugh and how they point at me.
Because I say it like this: (the little sheeps bleat
because a she-wolf has entered to the farmyard
and they know that she-wolves come from the wild).

Poor docile sheeps of the flock!
Don’t be afraid of the she-wolf, she won’t hurt you.
But don’t laugh either, for her teeths are sharp,
from the woods they learned to attack like a tiger!

The she-wolf won’t steal your shepherd, don’t feel disturbed;
I know that someone told you, and you believed it,
but you did without a basis; that she-wolf
doesn’t know how to steal; her teeths are weapons to kill!

She has entered to the farmyard for no reason, for she likes
to see how the flock is frightened when she arrives,
and how they concealed their fear with laughs,
drawing in their faces a weird grief…

If you can, face the she-wolf
and steal her cub; but don’t go with the fool
meeting of a flock, don’t bring a shepherd…
Go alone! Be brave and stand fiercely!

Little sheeps, show me your teeth. How small they are!
You can’t, poor sheeps, walk without your owner
by the wild mountain; for if the tiger stalks you
you won’t know how to defend yourselves, you’ll die in a flash.

I’m like the she-wolf. I walk alone and laugh
at the flock. I gain the sustenance and is mine,
wherever I am, for I have a hand
that knows how to work and a healthy brain.

 

The ones that can keep up with me, follow me.
I stand in front of my enemy,
life, and I don’t fear its final outburst
I always have in my hand a fast dagger.

The son, and then me, and then… whatever!
Whatever calls me sooner to fight.
Sometimes the ilusion of a love bud
that I know how to ruin before it blooms.

I’m like the she-wolf
I broke up with the flock
and went to the mountain
tired of the being in the plains.

Assembling To This Perspective

After reading the poem “The She-Wolf” by Alfonsina Storni there is not too much to say about how this one can be expressed perfectly in some jewelry designs. Our inspiration in the perspective comes from her poem, we hope that you will enjoy the selection. 

Selected Jewelry

Showcase Jewelry

Diaboli Kill Ring

Damian Brevis horn ring in 18K gold and onyx by Diaboli Kill.

Shaune Leane Necklace

Necklace in Diamonds and Emerald pendant by Shaune Leane.

Noor Farres Earrings

18k gold, black rhodium and diamond ‘Double Octahedron’ earrings by Noor Farres.

Boucheron Bracelet

Ropework bracelet, by Boucheron.

Diaboli Kill Earrings

Alexandria Earrings by Diaboli Kill.

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Ines Arenas Jewelry Gallery Says Thank You…

…for staying with us through the article: “I’m The Wolf”.

For us, jewelry is an art form where others might think that jewelry becomes art through how it is presented. 

But we believe that is the mixture between presentation and content that makes jewelry an art form. One doesn’t happen without the other. 

Jewelry is a representation of our history and beliefs in symbols that have changed with the time to express our personal beliefs regarding politics, sexuality, religion, family, and even social status, since the Roman Empire in western civilization.

Jewelry, thanks to the internet, is going to become a language, a vocabulary, a way to talk, understood around the world because any art is about connection including Jewelry. 

This is Why We Present Jewelry As We Do It!

But You, “The viewer is the last stroke in any jewelry piece”.