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 More on poetry from The Atlantic Monthly. Also by Cathy Smith Bowers: A Little Herbal Primer (2000) Crepe Myrtles (1998) Learning How to Pray (1997) |
Mystery of the Sphinx
by Cathy Smith Bowers .....  Hear Cathy Smith Bowers read this poem (in RealAudio)"Marsh," Gabe would softly say and nod toward the Red Baron lazing by a sunny windowsill. She'd turn from her book to take a look, then both begin to chuckle in sheer delight. I'd look up too, but all I saw? Fat cat on a chair just lying there.
Copyright © 2001 by The Atlantic Monthly Group. All rights reserved. The Atlantic Monthly; October 2001; Mystery of the Sphinx; Volume 288, No. 3; 85. |
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