- Vol. 06
- Chapter 07
There is a world
in any circular shape, even one
made oval by viewing from one side.
As I look through this circular looking glass
into my love's kitchen wonderland, I cannot help
but wonder at the high proportion of culinary items
that are also circular. There are not any perfect circles
here, or indeed anywhere, although her tidy shelves of
jars, dishes and bottles give reasonable approximations.
This ancient geometry – the curvaceous shape of our
solar system’s planets – draws my eyes right round
the circumference and from radius to diameter
until I feel as imperfectly whole and sunny as a
silver supermoon rising high over suburbia.
As I wonder, she comes up beside me
and leans right into me, making
me perfectly whole.