"Origami"
                      by: Marjorie Evasco

          


          This word unfolds, gathers up wind
          to speed the crane's flight
          north of my sun to you.

          I am shaping this poem
          out of paper, folding
          distances between our seasons.

          This paper is a crane.
          When its wings unfold,
          The paper will be pure and empty.

         Group Analysis

          Freedom is what everyone wants to attain yet at some point, we can't be be free if there is something holding us, stopping us to move forward.

          No matter how crumpled we are, we can still be shaped. No matter how shattered we have been, we can still be repaired. Just the origami, it is designed and shaped yet no matter how beautiful it is, what's inside it, the content and substance of it values alot. On the other hand, if a certain paper isn't an origami, merely just a normal one perhaps they can still be endearing if it holds a wonderful content. In this case, a paper values a  lot about free will, freedom to share, express and send messages. And perhaps, this sender has the will to move ahead even better.