			`Maneuver`
			`LYNN` `CRAWFORD`
	To resume again... Reflections on the Formal Envelope of the Symptom JACQUES-ALAIN MILLER Infancy: Boys/Girls GERMÁN GARCÍA The Certainty of Hysteria ERIC LAURENT Sacrifice and our Destiny ARMAND ZALOSZYC Maneuver LYNN CRAWFORD Angel Atrapado X JOHN YAU Interview with Suzan Etkin Interview with Meyer Vaisman Jenny Watson		It is a classical situation You on your knees, building me up in a turret Outside my room I'm in fresh air; can see gardens, roofs, a town, the sea Clothes fit loosely to your body You on your knees building me up on a turret You look up and do not spot me Clothes lie scattered near your body Your ship steams in, a dog is barking Moving your eyes you look you spot me I never wanted to hurt my husband Ships steam in while dogs roam barking But this movement in my hands is so brand new I never wanted to hurt my husband You on your knees pulling me down from a turret But straddling this sheet feels so brand new The red or little bright hill `You on your knees, bending, me tied to a turret Outside my room I'm in fresh air; can see gardens, roofs, a town, the sea The red or little bright hill It is a classical situation`