The "I" in the poems of Waltraud Haas is a dangerous and vulnerable land. And of course, this "I" is not the author herself; the poems are not a diary. It is a literarily developed instance that draws from the feelings and experiences of the author, but also from the feelings and experiences of others, from friends and strangers, from the reader, and from literary as well as aesthetic considerations. An instance that collects, absorbs, organizes, and reinvents everything in language, in order to return the essence in a sharpened form - to everyone, including the author herself.