The Red Bowl

Only the red bowl satisfies -

it is how light

is taken in

and handed back out

that does it.


But it is also shape –

the rubenesque curve

disappearing into

a promise of fulfilment

reliably hidden.


And it is shadow –

the impossible dark

where light cannot trespass.

How cool it seems there –

how safe and consuming its constancy.


The red bowl satisfies.

It is how thought

is taken in

and just as simply returned

–  magnified in richness.  


Umbrella Head​