Anne Carson writing on Sapho, notes the way Sapho introduces a third term--a man wooing a woman she admires (loves?)--and I lace this to the notion of the statue of a lover or stele made by a sculptor that seems to be a portal, but, given Sapho's scene, it is also a term (intermediary) that gives space--the space to admit or become aware of herself, to know she has eyes--

and this has me thinking about the poem as term or sign, record of images, or version of mind, and no different than how anything presents itself to us, covered, veiled, whether by word or sight

and thus folded, a fold in space or being that makes room