medusiac fore-language

"She alone dares and wishes to know from within, where she, the outcast, has never ceased to hear the resonance of fore-language. She lets the other language speak - the language of 1.000 tongues which knows neither enclosure nor Death. To Life she refuses nothing. Her language does not contain, it carries; it does not hold back, it makes possible."

Hélène Cixous, The Laugh of the Medusa

I've got a memory a thousand years old
And I know secrets I've never been told
And I've got jewels I haven't found
And they'll return me to the ground
...

And I'm a siren; I'll wreck you on my shores
And I'm godiva; I'll call you back for more
And I'm medusa; and I'm your favourite doll
And I'm a georgia o'keefe
Hanging on your wall