Living
Riddle 89
From At the Sign of the Sphinx (Second Series)
Living
My last was very tall and very slim
So all his people made a mock of him;
Their jeerings worried him and grieved his soul;
And when a clown with jest and laughter passed,
And said, “Aha! you are my first, my last!”
He said, “Don’t speak to me; I am my whole.”
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Codex Note
Answer: THINKING
Cite this poem
MLA
Wells, Carolyn. “Riddle 89.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wells_c/206/.
Chicago
Wells, Carolyn. “Riddle 89.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wells_c/206/.
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