'auburn'
hair?
- looks red to me.
Not
a coarse red, but
golden and fiery and fine
as if sunlight was
trapped
in every other strand,
though some still linger
in twilight.
Framed
in light
blue and red
dance
centre, left and right,
each fibre its own colour
each colour constantly changing,
but bound to an unimpeachable redness.
Not
a constant red,
but the red of
varnished teak,
translucent golden-syrupped resin.
Not
an urgent red,
but the red of
danger
casting burning temptress glance.
Not
a violent red,
but the red of
passion,
smouldering airless embers.
All
of these
streaked
in an elusive red;
a glimpse of dark vibrancy
raging quietly in the half-light.
-
but fair enough,
'auburn'.
If you prefer.
