Henri Rousseau, The Dream
There’s a native woman in the jungle
whose very character was jumbled
with animals. She turned mesmerized
toward a black man, a snake charmer
who had beguiled even the wide-eyed
lions nesting in nearness.
There’s nothing tepid here even as
she reclined naked as nature, one arm
resting on the curvature of a sofa.
Surrounded by rambunctious ferns,
tropical flowers, and low hanging fruit,
being the emissary on a lazy afternoon.
Prompt: Wiki says, “Post-Impressionists extended Impressionism while rejecting its limitations: they continued using vivid colours, often thick application of paint, and real-life subject matter, but were more inclined to emphasize geometric forms, distort form for expressive effect, and use unnatural or arbitrary colour.” So it goes further afield into the unconscious, one might say, as this painting from Rousseau does. Write a poem that is inspired by this piece of art.