Saturday, June 14, 2008

The Little Bird by Rebecca Lautenbacher

The Little Bird

His wing was wrong, flipped backwards,
His beak was bent and half torn.
And the pedestal he perched upon,
Was wrinkled, creased and worn.

My mother took care as she lifted,
That hideous sight to observe,
And placed up high on our mantle,
My first little paper bird.

There, with my childhood trinkets,
Sat proudly, a wrinkled white dove,
There too, with my makings and memories,
Was my Mother's encouraging love.
--Rebecca Lautenbacher

As a special bonus for my 200th blog post, I give you this poem today as introduction to my Pay it Forward challenge. I kind of like blog games, and this one is more productive than most. Here are the rules:
  1. Leave a comment on my blog that says you want to play. The first three people to comment (and more if you're nice) will get a gift from me. (Make sure I know how to get it to you -- send me your address if I don't know it already)
  2. Do the same thing on your blog. The first three folks who leave a comment and commit to doing this on their blog too, will get a surprise from YOU.
I know people who've offered knitted or baked goods, and I like the idea that it ought to be something handmade. I am offering Origami. Tell me in your comments what you'd like, and I'll make it for you. Pretty much any animal or bird is safe, as are plants and boats. I like to do big modular pieces as well. If you find directions on the internet, I can generally do things that are easy to moderate -- there's some pretty complicated hard and expert stuff out there that I'm just not up to. If you want ideas, look at the pictures below. I'll also post a list on my other website so you know what I have directions for.

As I was looking for a poem about origami, I stumbled across a book called Fold Me a Poem. Though this poem isn't from that book, I really liked the following quote by the author:
I was also struck by the similarity between poetry and origami — how a few spare words, carefully chosen, can bring a scene to life, and how a few small folds, artfully made, can bring a sheet of paper to life.


  1. I'll play. I'd like an origami version of a mecha or something from Nausicaa, please.

  2. That was Doug, by the way. It used the junc mail account.

  3. It's not really fair for me to play since I live so far away, but I just had to leave a comment after I read your post. You're going to laugh when you see what I sent to you; it should arrive in a week or so :) Michele

  4. Hey that sounds fun Karen! Hope you get to make neat things! (I'm not up to making my own blog at this point in my life.)

  5. Doug,

    Umm...are you serious about wanting to play the PIF game? if so, you've gotta give me something I can work with. I also need easy to moderate skill level -- it's all right to be complicated with a lot of pieces, but they have to be pieces I can fold :)

    Miriam -- thanks for the kind words about my blog. If you want some origami, You can have it without playing the game.

  6. Hey, Karen--for Doug's request, you'll probably need something along these lines:
    One guy did this with it: