She dips her brush in light

makes lamps
of tulips
silvers knives of wind
halos
dark edges                                                         
 loch and haar
trims
cumulous
rims
porcelain
Imari
glass
 the colour
in her head makes
 
shadow sharp
 
 fires sky with coals
 
of crimson
amaranth
 
 Craignish     Mull      Crinnan       Islay
 
mountain    inlet    bay
 
light-boxed
 
made luminous
 
springboards for light
 
to leap
 
through time and paint
 
a resonance
not of those things we see
but what we are
 
and what we take away