I am introducing a new feature here on Hortus Conclusus , in which a perfume bottle sings a little riddle, and it’s up to you, dear readers, to guess which bottle of perfume is riddling. To start us out on the best possible foot, My first poem has an easy solution! Which of you will be the first to guess, I wonder: I’m not a pentangle. I live in a square I bubble like golden champagne filled with air, My obscure beginnings are shrouded in mystery But that won’t stop people from telling my history. I fly through the air, I swim with the fishes. Scientists say I reside in all ditches. I go everywhere, and all know my fame therefore I know that you have guessed my name. I will never die; you keep me alive. By now you have guessed, I’m ________! Image of Oedipus and the Sphinx by Gustave Moreau courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.
I wish I were there. Looks like a lovely way to spend the day.
ReplyDeleteamen to that! Much better than sitting here in this lecture hall as a TA on a beautiful summer day.....
ReplyDeleteSon. of. a. gun.
ReplyDeleteI am a thorough fan of JBtElder, but apparently a patently casual one. How have I missed this? Never seen it before. That is an embarrassing admission on my part, in a way, but I am thrilled to have been introduced to it now.
That painting doesn't just speak for itself. It's a dinner party full of interesting guests all talking at once. Man.
My thoughts exactly, SS
ReplyDeleteWhat an incredible painting!
ReplyDeleteWhile studying in Baltimore in the '80s, there was a restaurant called Haussner's that was famous primarily for its vast art collection that adorned every inch of wall and floor space that wasn't occupied by tables. I had the good fortune to dine there just once prior to my graduation. This painting just brough that experience back to me. Thanks for the memories!
Ooh, sounds like a cool restaurant! I'll have to check it out if it's still there the next time I'm in Baltimore!
ReplyDeleteGlad this brought back happy memories!