The Sphinx by Oscar Wilde...

I was wondering for anyone whose read the Sphinx by Oscar Wilde: is anyone as confused as me? The whole poem seems to me to focus on ancient egypt from a victorian perspective of it being a mysterious, sexualised/pagan world, especially where the last few lines seemed to refer to Jesus. Just my ideas.
Also what do people think about Wilde as a poet in general? I read somewhere on this site that someone said he was basically an outdated poet for his time, but I read Impression du Matin and I thought it was quite evocative. I've looked on the net for people's receptions on his poetry but there's barely anything.

I recieved an entire collection of his poetry as a gift once, but I haven't read a great deal of it (the Victorian age isn't really my thing).

Some of it is interesting, and he shows some talent, especially in the Ballad of Reading Gaol. His reputation as a playwright, however, far outweighs his reputation as a poet, and I tend to agree with that popular sentiment.