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| THE CHESS PLAYER
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There's a snowstorm outside that emphasizes
the squares we live in--the house, the rooms.
We have square protection: corners split the wind.
We have warmth. So the long Sunday laziness beckons us
to set down the chess board
and people it with tan and
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from The Wind is a Tall Man Striding
watershedBooks
2000
Copyright © Jim Slominski
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