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Flower Poems
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In Love with the Wind
The wind blows on
to every horizon
passing through the earth
where it could be heard
Here comes a flower
in its flourishing
the spirit of the wind
soaking in every inch of its living
Shaking and trembling
the flower nearly stops breathing
Screaming and shouting
the flower rebels from its rooting
Struggling against its origin
the flower dreams to fly away
to be free,
gone with the wind
But the wind is gone,
leaving the flower alone,
scattered like a fragile bone
until its days are gone Anggie Servian
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The anniversaries of the Hiroshima and Nagasaki bombings were this week, and so we're releasing diagrams for a crane variation today. It's a little simpler than our usual fare, but it's elegant and, I think, still quite an interesting model.
Diagrams here. Some advice: step 18 and 20 will be easier if you use a pencil or toothpick to help squash the layers inside the flap.
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