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Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too

I took the stars from my eyes and then I made a map
And knew that, somehow, I could find my way back
Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too
So I stayed in the darkness with you

The stars, the moon
They have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day

Freud’s citation of Tasso, I would argue, thus also dramatizes a movement between the notion of trauma—of the experience of the wounding repetition—and (from within trauma) the very possibility of testimony: of the voice that cries out to another. Freud does not theorize this relation, though we might say that the figure of the wound, itself, seems to bind the inscription of an event to the emergence of a new possibility of speech, a voiced address that has the power of reaching the other at the boundary between death and life.

Unclaimed Experience: Trauma, Narrative, and History, by Cathy Caruth loc 2030
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