by Peter Notehelfer

Poetry challenge: Free verse.

With words

we play our pieces

[yours are the white stones

mine are the black]



Each stone

captures the others

but only momentarily

for all stones weigh

the same 


So we speak

taking polite turns

till the squares are all filled

each of us dreading



The words

[a poem potentially]

turn out to but a thesaurus

piles & piles of stone

forever unset

8 Responses to “Strategies”

  1. haven’t played Go since college – ever read “Shibumi” by Trevanian?

    • No, I don’t think so . . . But I will certainly look it up . . . I was born & raised in Tokyo so was familiar with the game as people played it everywhere . . . Good memories . . .

  2. Looks like the game “Othello” which I have played. My favorite line is “each of dreading the penultimacy”!

  3. Such wonderful imagery and though free verse, this flows wonderfully!

  4. Thank you, Easter . . . And here you are, right around the corner . . . Such a beautiful name! Such gracious thoughts . . .


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