
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