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Sushama Karnik
Sep 10, 2017

Image: Muriel Streeter (1913-1995), The Chess Queens, 1944
On the shores of an island far from wars
chess was a game which defied the rules.
Far in the distance the citadels gleamed in white sunshine
like white elephants of peace.
The chessboard elephants rambled into the forests
and stood on the opposite shores, waiting for the signal
of peace.
The horses, black and white, forgot that they were of different breeds.
It was a playful dance when they stood upright on their hind legs,
neighing to each other in disbelief.
The camels have just been knocked off the board and are still not out of the daze.
When did this happen; how did this happen, and why?
Well, you might note that the white and the black kings both
are nowhere to be seen. The place which was an intense battlefield
fell silent when the kings were no longer there to propel the war.
Only the two champions remain, the white and the black Queens.
They came close and whispered something; it could be a secret word,
a password for opening an era of peace.

Sushama Karnik
Sep 10, 2017

Muriel Streeter (1913-1995), The Chess Queens, 1944


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