The naive jungle beyond the window Artificial tropical visions by Henri Rousseau Vestiges of a burning Empire at a stately home’s balcony Soft version of Rudyard Kipling’s ruthless colonial innocence We imagine fierce creatures pouncing from flower-pot trees Fading reflections of a vanishing winter wave their goodbyes As we gallop away on a striped steed […]
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