Matisse: “The Red Studio” by W.D. Snodgrass has so much liveliness even though the objects in the painting are inanimate. The energy weaved into the poem is invigorating. “Like a great beast sinking into sands,” is such a powerful and imaginative line. The poet portrays the studio to produce life with an electric vibe. The line “his own room drank him” unifies the real and the unreal. The room looks like a warm red wine, the play on imagination that the room consumes the artists is cunning. I love the personification of the red walls, “ the belly of these walls that burn.” The line evokes me to imagine the wall swallowing up these paintings but at the same time, the paintings stay stationary.