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.