The empty sonnet frame’s a puzzle box into whose elaborate maze ideas are dropped. They press its walls and work to plot a path through dark till final light appears. Escape demands ideas adapt and bend around slotted bridle angles, on to shelves of lines, be they enjambed or stopped at ends, till through the solving door they show themselves. When a poem finds the light its shape belies the wrestle waged within the box’s walls--- the anxious wait for rain from wordless skies the anguish when the meter’s motor stalls. Some ask, "Why trap ideas in rule-bound shape?" Because, at puzzle’s end, art might escape. Mathew Wenham is currently the Head of VCE English and Literature at a secondary college in Melbourne, Australia. He has previously worked in multiple Australian universities as a writer, researcher and teacher of philosophy where his specialisation was Epicurean ethical theory. Mathew is a long-time lover of poetry, but is in the early stages of his path as a poet.