Fridays Chat w/ Vlad - Sept 3, 2021

Friday Chat w/ Vlad

Hey it’s Vlad. During the course of our chats you have had the incredible opportunity to get to know many aspects of me. You have learned about Vlad the leader, Vlad the conservationist, Vlad the humorist, Vlad the musician and Vlad the romantic. The side you have not seen yet is Vlad the cultured intellectual. So today we will rectify that with a poetry reading. Here is a poem by Stuart Hill

A VERSUS OF VIXENS
A versus of vixens
Cracked the day
In bright brittle shards
Of scattered screams
And broken barks.
We thought squirrels
Had been trapped
In a cage of teeth
And intents of death
But instead
Two living flames
Of rivalry,
Russet red with rage,
Fought a war
In lexicons
of fox and ferocity.
Until one withdrew
In a tumbled tangle
Of limbs and loss,
Bloodied and bowed
By whatever wounding word
Had found its mark.

Ok, so this poem says a lot about foxes. We are often all bark and no bite. If you guys could hear Sophie and Laika screaming you would know exactly what I am talking about. I would also say we are looking at iambic pentameter here with a delightful usage of alliteration. I also see the symbolism that alludes to the existential threat that occurs when ones color is described as a type of potato.

That was fun, here is one by D Rodgers called What Does the Fox Say

Vulpine barhopper
bays pick up line to new moon
Mama-dum-day-do

This one is in the form of haiku which is a Japanese form of poetry. Foxes are revered in Japan where they have shrines dedicated to them. I think a Vlad shrine would be delightful by the way. Back to the poem. Who doesn’t like the use of onomatopoeia in a poem.

And lastly and certainly not leastly here is a Vlad original.

There was this fox who liked eating ducks
Which made many around call him a schmucks
He said what’s the big deal
What I have for my meal
Frankly I just don’t give two fox.

I am sure you can all see the masterful usage of both the implicit and the explicit when describing the plight of this fox just trying satisfy his gastronomic desires. Do any of you have any favorite fox poems you would like to talk about?

Vlad out