In literary works the term “bordeaux” is sometimes invoked not merely as a reference to wine or place but as a striking color—a deep red with a velvety richness reminiscent of fine vintage. For instance, one poet reflects that within his cup of “cheery Bordeaux” he sees inspiration itself, equating the hue explicitly with red and its emotional weight [1]. In another example, the term is wittingly applied to everyday items, where a character contrasts objects by their “bordeaux” quality, lending a luxurious, saturated tint to the description [2]. These uses reveal how writers employ “bordeaux” as a vibrant, almost tangible color that carries connotations of opulence and artistic flair.