The Sphinx
Happy Birthday, Jared Carter.
Isn’t the mythological Sphinx a woman? That’s what I thought, anyway. In Jared Carter’s poem by the same name, the Sphinx is an “it” — so it can’t be the pharoah Sphinx either, but whatever it is — here’s an excerpt from the poem:
The Sphinx
It lives on, and with each new day, asks
the old questions, of strangers passing by,
or even of itself. Often I have heard it
calling across the wastes, like a hot wind
Here is a link to Jared Carter’s blog, Rushing the Growler, where you can read more of his works.
Dear Reely,
Thank you so much for noticing my birthday, for commenting on my poem, and for providing a link to that poem and to my web site. I appreciate it. Too many bloggers appropriate web-based poems without providing links back to the originals. In contrast, you’ve set a fine example of online acknowledgment and old-fashioned courtesy.
Jared Carter