Book of photographs and erotic poetry, by Kel Bathory, available in amazon
(Idioma textos(incluye ambos) : Inglés y Español)
(Languaje texts (includes both) : English and Spanish)
About her author: Kel Bathory
Prologue of Alan D.D.
I’m a faithful believer that, although prose and fiction can carry with them a part of the soul of who writes, it is through poetry that life really remains imprinted in words, that’s the moment when it can be said that the writer has shared an intimate part of her being, of what makes her breathe and shapes her breath.
When I read those soul scraps of Kel Bathory I could not help but wonder what else she had to tell, what corners she has left to show, and although it was a fairly brief glance, it was also useful, a more than adequate appetite to get an idea about that which a muse has to say as this girl is.
Combining fantasy, the gloomy atmospheres, the music that inspires her and even those environments in which one would prefer not to be found with a sensuality difficult to channel, Kel shows a more intimate part, a mysterious place, possibly asleep and that is barely seeing the first rays of the sun, feeling that first breath of life.
I wonder where that side of her mind had been asleep. It’s been a long time since I read something that made me transport so easily, so quickly, without even realizing it, even knowing that I had to stay in the real world, the world of the tangible, to keep the translation true to its original content. Such is the power of this daughter of the Bloody Countess.
I’m usually a person of few words, a case similar to hers, so I prefer to put here the end of my part inviting those eyes that read these lines to travel by the hand of this muse as many times as possible, to get lost in her image and let inspiration flow like water, just like it does in Kel Bathory’s fingers.
Alan D.D. Author, blogger and journalist