| Stalemate: A Valentine's Chess Poem |
| By Casey Hill | |
| February 14, 2015 | |
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Stalemate
White, how do you allow your Queen to glow Blush-ivory against the chest of night? Your next three moves show me where to follow. Our pawns align perfectly in a row In hope to see how she waltzes with light. White, how do you allow your Queen to glow? Our bishops are arrows without a bow. (They're pinned well within Her Majesty's sight.) Your next three moves show them where to follow. Rooks are peeking through their corner windows At the smooth of her neck, polished in white- White, how do you allow your Queen to glow? My King's her mirror so that she might know How her dress-train trails stately to her right. Your next three moves show him where to follow. She is mistress of spilled shadows that flow Throughout this rhythm of squares blurring bright. White, how do you allow your Queen to glow? It's your last move three more times. I'll follow. Casey Hill lives in Memphis, TN with his lovely wife “Ali" and their two daughters. His interests include fishing, poetry and, of course, chess. |