put it into flight

His name I wrote 

on a green sheet of paper

and set it beside me.

I picked it up again,

folded it in half.

Opening it up,

I matched the upper right edge

with the crease

and pressed it into place.

And then the left.

I folded it over on itself,

matched the new edge

with the crease

and pressed it into place.

And then the left.

I adjusted the flaps,

forming the base

that it sat on.

I took it in my fingers

and put it into flight.

[Lara Wendorf, '(His Name I Wrote)', from Satori (XXIII) Spring 1993]