Three Vixen Sonnets

An attempt at the sonnet form and an attack on Oscar Wilde’s ‘unspeakable in pursuit of the uneatable’ – a re-post – sorry trying to finish my fifth album so my postings have been sparse of late.    THREE VIXEN SONNETS  As storm scud swirls beneath black-bellied clouds, soft sounds behind her, the rain is muffling hungry empty-bellied whines and

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