In honor of Akira Yoshizawa
Precision, order, diamond creases
no staircase out of poverty
no airs: visionary, patient, art expects
nothing in return
formulae to map root
papyrus, our first unfolding
to throw it all in fire, to douse
to drown, image
of sacred house, tree leaves
a template of the hidden scene
a master works without proof
of fame, pours water
against leaves, drying
parchments absorbing all
elements. To soften, to form
(no fungus, no mold) something
takes hold, spins the wheel to a different
key, spindles the paper animal
and sets it free.