Perhaps what I do not manage to operate rapidly enough is the passage between the outside and the inside.

Decisive moment: the one when you will be really alone. And it is perhaps this that makes her hesitate: not the void, but the vastness of the solitude. It's as well if you are frightened of solitude. It's a sign that you have come to the moment of your birth.

Censor the body and you censor breath and speech at the same time. Write yourself. Your body must be heard.

I do believe in poetry. I believe that there are creatures endowed with the power to put things together and bring them back to life

Woman must write her self: must write about women and bring women to writing, from which they have been driven away as violently as from their bodies - for the same reasons, by the same law, with the same fatal goal. Woman must put herself into the text - as into the world and into history - by her own movement.

Perhaps what I do not manage to operate rapidly enough is the passage between the outside and the inside.

in the synagogue of my heart... I myself jail and the jailed, I go wounded, bite-marked